”Alison looked at Dan still waiting for some sort of reaction. When she realized that he was still waiting for the bad news, she asked, “Aren’t ...ou jealous?”“No. Am I supposed to be jealous?” Dan asked. He had fully expected that she would find a boyfriend there. If she didn’t find a boyfriend, then he was pretty sure that she’d find a friend with benefits.“No,” Alison answered feeling a little let down despite the fact that this conversation was going better than anticipated. She had expected. Samantha stood at ease at the corner of the parade square. Across the parade square, two distinct sets of ranks of Marines faced the Old Man: three rows of the by-now well-disciplined first draft in front, and the three ranks of the less-well-disciplined second draft behind. Two thousand men and women, most patiently waiting for the next order from Colonel Michael Deschenes.Some of the men and women were newly-promoted NCO's from the first draft to arrive at Thule, including her father, Bob. The lady got a call and walked over to Shanice.“Pierre is ready. Please follow me.”Shanice got up and followed the woman into the room.“Please get undressed and put the towel over your buttocks. Pierre will be with you shortly.”Shanice took off her clothes and got comfortable on the massage table. She listened to the soothing music and was enjoying the lilac scent that wafted through the air.A bit later, Pierre entered the room.“Hello. I’m Pierre. Your questionnaire states you’re having. We all squeezed back into the small cubical and I began to wonder if the cock photo was one of these three guys. The booze I was consuming was making me woozy. ‘Have you eaten yet’, to which I replied that I had not. ‘Well we have a table at the ‘Toby Carvery Lauriston Farm’, out by Silverknownes’, another of the men replied, ‘do you know it’, he continued? ‘I know of Silverknownes’, I replied a little slurred, my past exploits had led me there on a number of occasions, which I did not mention..