She kissed him again and pushed herself out of the bed.“I’m gonna make us some breakfast,” she said. “If you feel good enough for blowjobs, yo... should feel good enough to eat.”“You look good enough to eat,” Travis said.“That too,” she said. “When we fuck. You want my pussy, don’t you?”“Oh, yeah. I want all of you.”“Good. Now the sooner you get better, the sooner we can get to fuckin’. We’re way overdue. The whole town thinks we’ve been doin’ it anyhow, so we might as well get to it.”Travis. We'll get something going. If you can pull this off-" I can do it", I interrupted him, leaning forward as I smirked as at him.For a moment I paused- and then the voice that came from my lips wasrich, smooth, cultured, but most decidedly a woman's voice. "I canabsolutely do it, Mr Denton".He grinned, and waved me away, and I knew, as I walked out of the door,that it would work.------------------------------------------Everyone who was anyone in the business knew who I was; Robert Willis,32, born. I don't know how much help we could have been, since we only had two .50 caliber machine guns and three 60 mm mortars. You can tell from this that we were at the ass end of the supply chain. Oh, well, the weather was lovely—it only rained once every 24 hours, sometimes, non-stop.We were sitting around in our bunker shooting the shit one day when some yo-yo thought he would play a joke on us. He stuck his head through the door and yelled, "BANG! YOU'RE DEAD!" and pulled the trigger on his. Our lives, yours, Sarah's, Mum's, mine seem to thrive on change. But it doesn't ever get easy or even painless. But that's what life is."He nodded."Back to the ranch?" Yes." I drove back.It was really nice to turn into the drive, even though I was aware that it would be but a few times more. But it had been home till I went to the uni and had been my security place. But now there was Weena and Patrick and Sarah. Mum and Dad would move and all that would remain of Mitchell would be Jacky and his.