5pm came & I must admit I was looking forward to seeing her again. My buzzer rang again & I went to the door. There she was, in tight tee shirt & jean... WOW! what a difference - my cock started to stir. "My partner is just parking the car" she said "fine, come in & have a drink" I replied. I was making a drink when there was a knock at the door "that'll be my partner" she said, "I'll get it" & off she went. As I heard the door shut I said "does your boyfriend want a drink?" She walked through. ‘How are you feeling today?’ ‘Where am I?’ ‘Hawaii. Pearl Harbor.’ ‘I was in the water . . . a shark . . .’ And suddenly you’re back there, in the water, and you’re filling with panic as you watch the shark’s fin arrowing in on you. ‘It’s all right . . . sh-h-h-h . . . you’re all right now, Lieutenant. You’re safe now . . .’ And you’re holding on to the nurse, sobbing, looking for the hole in your memory. Looking for that whole truth. Those eyes. Why can’t I remember anything else. What. They turned and I held my hands out a little to demonstrate that I wasn't actively carrying a weapon. We began to walk toward each other until we were about fifteen feet apart. The group was three people about my age or younger; a man and two women."I said, 'My name is Arnold Ralston. I would like to be friends. I have been alone since the disease ran its course.'"They stared at me for a long, silent minute. The man had a rifle but it wasn't actively pointed at me though I could tell it would. It's Connie," a voice called sweetly from behind the locked dressing room door."Connie! Oh, just a minute," Kathy said, throwing her legs down quickly and jumping off the couch. She didn't have anything to hide from the brunette. But Connie had a smirking, know-it-all attitude that made her uncomfortable. If she saw Saber in the same room with Kathy, it wouldn't take Connie too long to figure out what had been going on a few minutes earlier. Then there'd be that sly smile and wink. Kathy didn't.