Listening to themtore my heart out."Here," said Ruth, passing me her cell phone. "My husband isn't backfrom taking the girls to school. Got the answer...phone."I thanked her and she just shrugged, a haunted look in her eyes."Honey?" I said, as you picked up the receiver."Oh, thank God!" you said, "I tried to ring you but I couldn't getthrough. All the lines were dead. Are you alright?" For now. I just needed to ring to tell you to never forget that,whatever happens, I've always loved you and I. "Kathy, honey" she said. Kathy quit talking and looked at her mother."Has Uncle Bob ever touched you?" Kathy didn't understand. "Of course. We wrestle and tickle and stuffall the time." "No, I meant has he ever touched you... like he touched me today?" Now it was Kathy's eyes that got big. "Oh NO Mamma, NEVER. Why wouldyou ask me that Mamma? I don't let any boys touch me like that." Liz held up her hands. "I know, honey. But you were acting like maybehe had and then he touched. "Stacy continued to stare, her mouth hanging open. Her mouth was watering but she didn't know how to respond to the other woman's demand."I already know you're a slut. You are a woman with a hungry cunt and you love cock. You married a man who is one of the longest-lasting studs I know. When Jared told us about you, he told us that you regularly funk him until he just can't get it up anymore."Helen tightened her grip on Stacy's hair. "But I want to hear you say it. What. Are. You?"The night had. .. wasn’t too happy about that. So, I thank you for what you are doing. I wouldn’t ask this of you unless it was important, but I do ask you, because it is important. It has been said that we sleep safely in our beds because rough men stand ready in the night to fight those who would harm us. Today, you are those rough men, and I thank you, and your nation thanks you for the protection you provide.”Both times I spoke I received a standing ovation from the troops. Great kids. How many had died.