Jeff didn't eat as much as he usually did here; he was trying to impress Rachael and didn't want to make a pig out of himself. He limited himself to o...ly two and a half plates, plus dessert.After dinner, they headed over to Debbie's house to drop off Lissa, then returned home. This time Rachael brought out a deck of cards and taught Jeff and Brit a couple of card games. They played until it was time for Brit to go to bed."I'll go tuck her in," Rachael said. "Come on, Brit." The two girls. Then one of the guys said what about hypnotising her to be more friendly towards us and make life easier, I dismissed this straight away, but after threats of do it or else I decided to give it a go. The idea being if I could get her to go easy on us that would be good, but ultimately if we could get her to embarrass herself and the Army she would be moved on elsewhere away from us.It was coming up to yearly appraisals and this meant having a one to one interview with her, were she would tell. But gas is gas and I was a few miles shy of running on fumes. ?This’ll do.? I drove up and parked. Madison jumped out, ?be back in a few? and walked inside. I stepped outside and began to stretch. The desert heat hit me like a basketball thrown straight into my face. ?It’s a scorcher alright.??The gas station in itself looked quiet and empty but I was sure the clerk, not having much business, was either asleep or jacking off. Continuing to stretch, I laid down on the hood of my car to get some. Finding the control knob, i switch it up a notch or two. it leaps to the response of it’s control. the warmth feels good. tiptoeing towards our bed, i pass by one of the large windows. pushing the curtain open, i muse softly to myself, “Hmm, pretty it’s snowing.” at that instant i hear the rustling of bed covers. glancing over, i see you perched up on the edge of the bed, your arms wrapped ‘round your legs which are drawn snugly up against your chest, your knees tucked under your chin, you’re.