She said and stared me in the eyes.- Why the fuck not? I mean, you're an incredibly hot 30 year old. You must be getting laid all the time. I said and...inspected her body even more.- Shh you're making me blush. She said and looked at the ground.- Oh well, are we going to get anything to eat? I asked her and gave her a kiss.- Yes, what would Mr like? She asked me and kissed me back.- How about pizza? I suggested and bit her lip carefully. - Just because you're cute! She answered and walked over. She still could not understand my wanting to know how to fight. Or rather, how to fight better.It only took us about a half hour to get from the air base to the Oneida court house. It was barely 11 A. M. when we started up the steps. A nervous little man in a three piece suit came scurrying down with a harried look on his pale face. He looked like he could be old enough to be my grandfather and he smiled with relief when he saw me.Smoothing his disheveled gray hair back into place, he reached. “My sister is a wreck. She looks like she’s 100. I told her that we were going out this weekend and she was coming along. She tried to say no, but I wouldn’t hear it. She tried to tell me that she doesn’t even have a bathing suit, so I told her that we were going shopping today. Is there any room on the credit card?”I just conceded and told her to do what she had to. I got a hug and a kiss for that one.It rolled around to Thursday, and we were packing last-minute things.“I’m going down to the. Right now, though, her primary occupation was laying about, smoking pot and having a laugh, with the occasional lecture attended to keep herself from being booted off the course. Despite the contrasts in their attitudes, the headstrong, career orientated Judith and the lazy, care-free Karen both got on perfectly and were best friends as well as housemates. ——————————————————————————– That Saturday morning, Karen was lazing around the house, slumped on the sofa and flicking through a womans.