Smiling wasn’t flirting, right? I looked around the room and clapped my hands in delight. I never got tired of my job and I give thanks every day th...t I landed this wonderful job. Writing reviews for my college paper and doing my internship with the airline years ago had definitely paid off. I knew one thing for sure: Le Chateau D’or would be getting an excellent review. The walls were a rich blue and the lush carpet was a light cream color. The sofas were a vibrant turquoise just like bright. Maricar's mother, Yasmin had told us her daughter was 26 years old. She looked perhaps an inch taller than my wife, Eileen. I could see she also weighed a little more. I guessed her weight at 118 pounds. Maricar was a classic Asian female. Her maturity only enhanced her sexiness as far as I was concerned.Watching her and Eileen talking—I could see Maricar appeared to be quite gentle and fun loving. She seemed to laugh a lot. Within moments the two of them were quickly caught up in a friendly. This was a good ship and it performed flawlessly. Steve guessed that Cheyenne wanted to be sure the Chinese were not going to launch again and so kept him on station.Col. Richard Ellis was a happy man. He was once again doing something that he enjoyed. He was deputy base commander at Ft. Hood Texas under General Bob Cavendish. Strange man. He took a reduction in rank to take on the duties of a base commander. Bob Cavendish was actually a three star general.Richard was still a little unsettled. Back on the ranch, er, in the prisoner's pad, the two women had fallen silent. Kitty looked at Nora really deeply and finally came out with it, out with the unanswerable question. 'Mom, what if we fail? What if we don't succeed in overpowering him or even deterring him? What then? What are we supposed to do? To do then?' 'We'll just have to believe that we will. That's all we can do.'Page 18. 'No, but no, Mom. What if we can't. Please answer me. I'm not a little girl anymore. I'm a grown.