I thought my hospitality would do no harm to my career prospects and I knew that LaShonda wouldn't mind.Colonel Rose is about 38. He's a very big, imp...osing man about six feet three and probably around 300 pounds. He is white and played football at West Point. He always seemed aloof to the junior officers but I figured this was just the way Colonels had to act.I drove Rose back in my old car to find that LaShonda was still out clubbing with her friends. I offered Colonel Rose a tumbler of scotch. Fuck she almost could have flown, unassisted and wouldn't that be a turning point in history? Unaided human flight. We both stood up.Page 56. 'Shit man, you're full of surprises. Fuck. Shit. Where'd you get that?' 'One of their purses. I think it was hers.' 'We sure made it hers, now didn't we.' Brad chuckled. Or it was more like chickled and ownership was ten tenths of the pain. 'You smell that? You smell her cunt burn? You wanna fuck her?' I asked him. . Needless to say, there's a lot of sexual familiarity in the way they talk and reminisce. I've asked my wife in the past if they ever fooled around in college, and her responses have always been vague and non-committal. But my wife to this day, still has naked pictures from college of Linda on our shared computer. Every now and again I look at those pictures because Linda is hot in that girl next door sort of way. Linda is 5'10, thinnish, with long legs, a nice thick round ass, a beautiful. "She's pretty clueless. I don't know what Whitefeather's got planned for this little ditz."Down in the interview room, Tribune Whitefeather was still talking with his prey. "So you'd like to record a pick-up, interview the extractees, and put this on nationwide television?" Yes," she said eagerly. "We're an affiliate of World Wide News Network – they'd put this on their global feed. It would be a big story." I bet it would," he assured her. "I think we can arrange something." I think we can't,".