"Bill suggests something to me that I sure didn't consider so I revise the orders, "Bill please make sure you document the condition of the bodies."He...replies, "Ms. Summers, I anticipated your wishes and have already done that. Now I need to get them on the chopper we are using to transport the horses and Wojtek. By the way, he is one mean, bear when he's drunk."I laugh and agree, "He probably has a hangover but should be okay in a couple hours."I hang up the phone and begin to discuss Bill's. ‘Peter’, I think you said?”“Well, he was respecting her choices,” I mumbled. “And, uh, he doesn’t think that I’m using his daughter as a war trophy to fire up a different girl’s uterus.”“Wow,” he said. “Look, talk to him. I know, I know -- normally you’d ignore my advice. Last month -- hell, last week -- you’d be lying there all bloated and stupid like the rats in Mom’s compost heap. But the girl changes things. Sam changes things. You’re gonna do it because you know that Sam deserves a Gene. Also I refuse to write out numbers. It's a thing with me. Why write "twentyfive" when u can just write "25".It's was the start of spring brake when 5 friends desired to have a bonfire on a secluded stretch of beach.There was Sam aka Samantha Carter. She was a first read head with bangs covering half her face and the rest pulled back into a pony tail. The was very athletic watch freckles lightly peppered all over her body. Her breasts we're not quite C cups but we're very perky. Her long shaiply. You need to get to know each other if you're going to ride with me. Walking Elk, you need to understand Han. Han, you need to learn to understand Walking Elk, even if it means learning Cherokee. Riding together will allow you to learn about each other." Ben's tone didn't allowed argument.Walking Elk was mumbling something in Cherokee as he dropped back. Han was muttering something too but Ben didn't try to figure out what it was. He was worried it may be something about his parental linage and.