Just that I want the first time to be special forboth of us, it's not that I didn't enjoy what you did, I just want it tobe something we will always r...member, ok," as he squeezed my hand gently.I looked up. "Ok," I said."Fine now lets do some sunbathing before your mum and Robert get backotherwise they will think we spent all day in the room."Mum and Robert arrive back around four and we all headed back to ourcabin's to grab a quick nap before dinner. Around seven with a change ofclothes I wore. You know almost all of it now, for those events in theLondon station took place only weeks ago, at the end of September.To you, the reader, the thing that happened to me maybe still sounds likea dream come true, and you're probably wondering - why is Swappy Ladyposted as a horror story?Well, here's the rub. That discomfort I'd attributed to period pains weresymptoms of the final stage terminal cancer which was every moment eatingaway the girl's abdomen and had reduced the body to the size I'd. Looks like you might be interested in Civil Engineering.”Startled, Emily quickly turned around and looked at him. He didn’t look threatening or anything and besides they were in a busy public building. She managed to respond, “Yes, I think so. I don’t know an awful lot about it, though.”He smiled at her and said, “Well, I’m Professor Branson so I’m supposed to know something about it. If you have any questions I’ll be happy to try and answer them.”Emily was not one to pass up an opportunity and. Before she could answer, Lanschtein was already in motion towards the General’s door. The less he saw of Alice, the better his day would be.“Ah, Doctor Lanschtein. So glad you could come. Grab a seat, we were just about to get started.”Like his secretary’s domain, General Armstrong’s office was minimalist to the point of fastidiousness. On one wall was a small gray filing cabinet filled with various documents printed on special paper - should burning them become necessary, all the General had.