We are all in agreement you need to get away and wrap your head around this tragedy. I need you at 100% and right now you aren't there. You WILL take ...the time off. If there is some reason you feel you can't go to the Fielding Resort that's fine but you WILL take some leave."SGM Ross said, "Yes Sir." He then watched the General walk back into his office before he resumed his interrupted conversation with Paul Fielding. "OK, Sir. I guess you heard or at least know the General has just ordered me. The tradition they had begun doing for each other since they moved in together two years ago.He was wearing a pair of black Calvin Klein boxers and nothing else just the way she liked to see her man, showing off his perky little ass and six pack. He was just over six feet tall, with a light tan, brown hair with a hint of natural blonde through it, blue eyes, chiselled facial features and always had a bit of stubble for her.He was well built, good muscle tone as he worked in the security. You can tell he wants to savor you for as long as he possibly can. Since your only luggage is a single overnighter filled with several rather exotic items, you merely smile and courteously decline his assistance. Then he shakes his head, as though clearing a vision. Then he blurts: "Oh! Ms. ______; I almost forgot; there's a package here for you." The container he hands you is a small brown box, about eight inches long and four wide. Your mind races, as you realize it has to be from me -. “Thanks, Miss,” he says with a big grin on his flushed face, helps her stand, hands her the joint and lights it for her. “Let me help you get dressed and relax, ok?”Pop waits while Jo-Ann takes several deep hits and starts to relax before leading her back to the darkened booth in the corner. While she continues to absorb the relaxing chemicals from the solidly packed joint, he manages to stuff her into her skirt, blouse and high heels. “Thanks again, Miss,” he says buttoning the last button.