Trevor and Martin just managed to put boxers on when one of the agents camein the room. He grabbed Martin's hand and started pumping it. "CaptainSpe...nser," he said. "It's so good to see you again. And you tooMr. Lawrence," he said as an after thought.It was Sgt. Jim Young, whom they had met in Afghanistan. Trevor wasconfused. Jim called Martin, captain, when he knew he was a civilian now.That was odd enough, but last he had heard, Martin was a lieutenant when hewas discharged. Jim hadn't. "You're going to have clean it all up REALLY good! Shit."Bonita struggled into her panties, and then managed to pull her pantyhose back up as well, though in the cramped back seat, it was a challenge. She'd wiped between her legs with several wads of toilet paper, and then tossed them out the half-open window. As she did all this, I could tell she wasn't too happy with me. I tried to do something about that, but I just made it worse, rather than better. I thought about those wads of sticky. “Hey, that album is awesome. I should play it for Mom!”“She’d have a stroke! Especially that song!”She put the car in gear and pulled away from the tarmac.“She looked like she was interested,” Stephanie observed.I held out my hand to show the ink. My sister laughed.“I guess that answers THAT question. Should we swing by the house and pick up the Lincoln?”“I suppose, on the off chance I call her,” I said.Stephanie laughed hard, “Sure. A cute High School girl comes on to you and there’s an ‘off. "I don't understand why you asked her to hurt you."He didn't have to say who she was. Lydia was a flight attendant who caught my eye on vacation. Jules noticed and teased me about it, which was the tap that cracked our union and sent me running away. I thought we were all committed to each other, but Jules and John had a much more casual view of things. I overreacted, but in the process discovered that I was willing to beg for Lydia to hurt me as a way of masking my own internal torments."What.