I was simply told my messenger should ask to speak to the Second Land Army, and in the end he would be taken to the relevant person. Most peculiar, do...n’t you think, duke?”“Can I get this clear, High Chief? The Second Land Army?”“Yes, that’s it. Why should I have to deal with a secondary army, and not the main one? Surely someone in my position should deal with someone more important, like a general such as you have? I was a bit peeved, but it was such a simple task that I really shouldn’t fuss. I'm 22, the same age as your son. We met at A&M during grad school." "So far as dating, no sir. He's just my guardian angel. We and some other friends drink together all too regularly, and he makes sure I get home safely and that no one takes advantage of me. I don't handle alcohol very well." She giggled, "Alcohol makes me all flirty and behave naughtily." "Wow, that boy really is a knight in shining armor isn't he?" I laughed. "If you only knew how much that boy and I are polar opposites. " Do you miss...touching? Kissing?"Another shrug, this time with no answer at all. You stare at the screen, and I stare at you. I lean down and kiss you softly on the cheek, making you turn your head to look at me."Why did you do that?" you ask, and I shrug, looking at the movie. There's another few minutes of silence, and you turn and kiss me on the lips, hesitant. I sit up on the bed, and look at you."Why did you do that?" I say, smiling softly, a hint of humor in my voice. You blush, a look. That was the last time I saw her until early this morning, when she walked into my homeroom. Despite the teacher telling us to quiet down, we squealed like two six-year olds, jumped up and down and hugged and cried. Some of the kids thought we were nuts. We played catch-up at lunch and we took up right where we left off. She told me about her old High School, where she towered above almost every boy, standing nearly 5’11’. She didn’t get a lot of dates until she began developing tits. Her red.