"Does it really matter anymore? Let's just put it all behind us. Obviously you two have, if you're here together. Or did you try to use Luke's amnesia... to hide your dirty affair?"Sarah moved toward her smug-looking nemesis, with what intent he didn't know, but Luke grabbed her and held her back just to be safe. "You gave me a tape," he pointed out.Something flickered in Bree-Anne's eyes as if he'd caught her by surprise, finally. "So you have remembered?" What tape? What are you talking about?". He had become a radical pacifist.One was a middle aged Air Force analyst, a Master Sergeant by the name of Tim, who had been working on recon photos in Korea, when he snapped and tried to throw several large metal file cabinets and his Korean associate out a window that didn't exist. He was so heavily sedated and drugged with anti-depressants that he made a dead turtle with two broken legs look speedy. He'd been diagnosed with an unbalanced brain chemistry leading to manic behavior. The doctors. 30, my cock soft and appropriate.I stepped out of the car and onto the pavement, my tight dress sliding up my thighs as I did so. My heels clipped along the stone as I walked. I wore my long hair down, which blew about my face and shoulders. I reached Aimee’s door and tapped the glass four times, my stomach suddenly churning with nerves and anxiety.I heard light footsteps hurrying towards the door and saw a blurry shape emerge behind the glass. The door opened, and I swallowed. Aimee was. ‘Where the fuck did Jake go?’ Mike poked Jeff in the ribs to get his attention from the girl dancing on the pole in front of him. Jeff glared at him, then started to chuckle. ‘The Asian took him away. He’s trashed dude. He’s gunna be so pissed at us tomorrow. This isn’t his style and you know it.’ ‘Whatever, the guy needs a break. Might as well get some with no strings, you know?’ Mike replied. Maybe you’re right, thought Jeff. I just want to see my friend happy..