Fir main agle din shaam ko apni manzil par pouncha. Main sabse pehle school gya aur whan ka sara haal dekha. Fir whan mujhe apna ek nokar mil gya, wo ...ujhe mere sataf quarter tak le gya. Mera Qurater kafi acha aur bada tha.Mujhe khana banna nhi aata tha, isliye maine ek servent rkh liya. Jo mera sara kaam karta tha. Mujhe shuru se hi bullet bike ka bahot shonk tha. Isliye maine apni bike whan par mangwa li. Ab main subah ache se pura tyar ho kar, apni bullet bike par badi shaan se apne ghar se. In return, the women allowed him more liberties than they did with most other patrons. Thus, at age twenty-three, Pelle the Collier knew more about women than most unmarried and even married men in his village.He went straight for the Red Cockerel. They offered a good supper in the common room and Pelle preferred to eat supper with the girl he picked for a night. The girl, Elsa by name, was a new one. She was young and fresh, and she smiled and talked a lot. Pelle enjoyed her company.She had. "That feels nice," I said."Glad you like it."His fingers were on my face now, moving in circles over my temples, on my cheeks, by my mouth. His thumbs touched my lips and I stuck out my tongue, trying to draw them into my mouth, but he quickly moved his hands away. "Shh, patience," he smiled, placing his hands back on my face only to move them to my chin, then ears, then the front of my neck. His slow, deliberate, light motions had their effect: my head was now comfortably resting against his. At the Army Air Corp base on the east side of town. She taxied up to the little tower and jumped down. She was surrounded by Military Police."I need to see Master Gunnery Sergeant Aloysius T. Cornpone." She flashed her deputy Marshals badge, "NOW!"When the Japs did such a bang up job of sticking our asses in a shooting war, it was discovered the Army didn't have as many weapons as it thought it did. Pictures of the newly inducted training with broom handles and yelling 'ratatatat' and 'Bang'.