Did I miss something?"I told Angie about the incident in front of the office that Monday morning. She pursed her lips, smiled, and shook her head in a...azement."As much as I hate the bitch," she murmured, "I'll give her this; she is a girl after my own heart. When she sees something she wants, she goes out and gets it. She never followed up?"I shook my head. Angie nodded gazing speculatively into the distance. Then, she re- focused on me.Again, this part is guesswork on my part. That's probably. Not even bothering to check if I was following her, she led the stallion through the crowd, dispersing it. I hurried after her and was led to the very same back alley where my last fantasy had taken place. But unlike before, the young officer would be joining us. As soon as we were alone, she pulled me in for another passionate kiss. Just like the previous one, it lasted an eternity, but the entire thing felt like mere seconds to me. I half expected her to tear my clothes off and have her way. You'll fly a week from Thursday in the morning, and take a cab to Airborne Intake Friday, I'll put you up in transient quarters that Thursday night." Thanks, Sergeant Hauptmann, I really appreciate it."17:50 Tuesday, July 16th, 1991Sonoma Valley Inn550 W Second St, Sonoma, CA 95476"Hi, Sandy. It's Deb, Barbara Harding's secretary. The tailors called me today to say they'd shipped everything, but they didn't make the cutoff for Ben's uniform. It'll be here Thursday. If you could meet me tomorrow. This was frustrating to me, I knew other guys girlfriends were a lot more sexually driven then mine. I wanted to do something special for her when I got back home so I tried to plan something sexual. When I flew back to Arizona I drove to see her immediately because I couldn’t wait to see her. I planned on asking her to marry me as soon as I got out of school the following year. When I got to her house I wanted to surprise her so I didn’t tell her I was coming. When I finally got.