And I don’t have the Chopper conversion installed on the van yet.” The question sat between us for about five seconds.“Can you drive the van?”... I asked.“Yeah, but I’ll fly if you buy. Besides, in this heat and traffic, we may need other means of persuasion.”There was movement ahead of me and our line of cars lurched forward another fifteen feet or so. I dug out a five dollar bill and a couple of ones and handed it to her. “You haven’t eaten off a food truck lately. Seven bucks might not cover. I was surprised yet happy, an evil smile appeared on my face. It was a Sunday evening. No one was at home, no one was near the house. And all of it started here.She entered my room. She was wearing too short pants that whole of her legs were exposed. She was wearing a tight shirt, that I could see her boobs. She had a red lipstick on her lips, which added to her sexiness. I thought that it was a good chance. She sat near me with crossed legs. I was crossed that her pussy was becoming visible.. I dressed myself up a bit decent, after I had cooked up and ate a small simple dinner and wore some white tennis shorts for a change, but I had skipped the underwear, and a loose shirt. The weather was great, and the forecast was bright and sunny all evening long. The girls had come over to pick me up with their car and driven us to the reception near the entrance of the camping. They had decided to wear white as well but had not taken the chance to be caught and wore some old fashioned white. This was Remembrance Day, November the Eleventh. Back on Earth it went by many names, like Warriors' Day, or Veterans' Day, or Armistice Day, and in some lands on a day other than this one. On colony and ship of the Humans, on the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month, on the exact same hour and day and month that the Great War's armistice had come into effect ending the four years of largely ineffectual slaughter, all humans stopped work for two minutes and remembered those.