She grabbed her phone and said “Shit, its Bill! What the fuck am I going to say? I should have been home already!”“Let it ring, then call him ba...ck in a second” I said.After the last ring, I said “Call him back and tell him you ran into an old friend at the store and you had been gossiping for awhile”.“Ok, that’s a good excuse, I can do that” She said with relief.“I want you to bend over the side of the bed with your ass in the air and put him on speaker phone when you call him. I’m going to. Sam and I ran much farther than most of our classmates, and our habit when leading a group for a run was to do about a two-mile loop through the base that ended in front of the barracks, let them break off, then do a slightly longer and higher-paced lap on our own. Our route took us past the BOQ, the Bachelor Officers' Quarters, shortly after we dropped off the kids. And by seeming coincidence, Lieutenant Hitchcock was just setting out on his own evening run as we went by. I was still new. I'm not sure she even realized that I had left the room.I saw my opportunity when Mr. Whiskers seemed to say, "Enough," and got up and walked back towards his more familiar haunts. As Cindy looked around, I asked her if she wanted to take a bath. She said, "Yes, please," and stood up, moving towards the sound of running water, shedding clothes as she moved down the short hallway. I was amused by her complete lack of modesty around me. I later found out that she had so completely placed her. They talked about several options and although Craig made a decent living, the cost associated with these options was prohibitive."If we could just get somebody to help us... anyone!" cried Anne."What do you mean somebody?" asked Craig."Oh, I don't know... maybe a rich relative or some clinic that would take us as a test case" she replied."We've been all through that Anne. I'm convinced that we've tried everything and I'm fresh out of ideas," said Craig.They sat in silence; each lost in their.