I know it sounds strange, but that is all we had. He stood up and came back to see who would order something like that for him. He sat down and Yell...d Out, "Damn How you Been? I never thought I would ever see you again." Everyone in the Bar were shocked that he spoke to me and even yelled out. He never did that before they said. He said, "I should have known it was you. I forgot we drank that shit." We talked for awhile about his parents and his life here. Then I told him I got a room for. She introduced herself to Mark. She said her name was Nancy Barton and she was born and grew up here. Not much more was able to be said as they were already at the restaurant. There was a good crowd but Marie herself was handling the patrons and seemed to know Nancy. Marie greeted Nancy with a big smile and a hug. They were immediately seated at a nice table which overlooked a large body of water.Drink orders were placed and while they waited for the drinks, Mark said, “So how long have you. Now all I had to do was choose which story to tell. Rather than read my current project aloud, I decided to read one that had already been published on Lush. My choice was 'A Night With Fran' and I thought to fill the evening I would read both parts. The two weeks passed rather slowly. I so looked forward to reading to them. One of my steamiest nights, which I have yet to write about, was spent cuddling with my date and lover at the time, reading to her as though it was a bedtime story. I never. "We have a long jog to the gunnery range. I want everyone to shoot off a thousand rounds today before we break for lunch."One by one they got to their feet and formed up. Soon they were trotting off across the red landscape once again. They kept to a pace that was slow enough that no one discharged their oxygen tanks and thirty minutes later they arrived at the outside gunnery range, a one square kilometer area, ringed with small hills, upon which a variety of holographic targets could be.