I still don’t know what pugil sticks were training us for. Bayonet training, I guess, though nobody fought with bayonets anymore. We were also issue... a real rifle, an M16A2, though nobody was crazy enough to issue us ammunition. We also got classroom lessons in them, and how to clean them and maintain them.Morning to night it never ended. How any of us made time to make friends, I will never understand! I did, however, with both Carlos Menendez and Riley Fox. The three of us were quickly. .....Dawn. Ahhhhhhhhh......Dawn was a petite high maintenance woman in her 40’s when I was still in my mid twentys. ,,,,,,She was what we called a “Short Hills” girl. Well educated, born into money, would probably never work and spent her time on charities and shopping. She was very quiet and owned the condo next to mine but in a different town house. Our condos were grouped two on the bottom and two on the top with four separate garage doors on the front ground level. Actually the front was. "I like your dress Michaela. Actually I noticed the choker but we bothknow you want to be with me."I was close to her as I felt her hand on my thigh."Hey Cat remember she came with me okay?" Tony frowned slightly.Cathy pushed against my hip."Tonight I will tease you Michaela. I want to make your little cunnyhunger for my tongue." She turned my face and kissed me intimately."That will keep you focused," she said.She stood and moved next to the short girl pulling her to stand. I wasdumbfounded.. But before I started in on her, I stopped to survey the wreckage left by last night's party here at Rumps. Not only were there empty bottles, glasses, leftover food and plates strewn everywhere, plus tables overturned, but there were…bodies. Lots of them. More than usual, I mean. Rumps is frequently a mess, but last night…well, there was a private party that the cops raided. The bodies must have been those who found hidey-holes, and stayed there until the cops left, then crept out and.