Tamara and the hundreds of other Jewish refugees in the convoy still identified themselves as citizens of the State of Israel, however much this was a... nation that now existed in name alone. The charred wasteland that once held host to so many high hopes and aspirations was now under the reluctant care of the resentful citizens of Palestine. Israel's victory in the Holy War had been Pyrrhic at best. It was the official losers in the conflict who were now dominant in what had once been core. " Greg..." Matt said and pulled away. It was a nice idea, but shewasn't there yet. It was all still to fresh in her mind. Too new toreally feel real. She should be crying after all, right?"Come on, I can do it," Greg said, "I know I don't make much now, butI can afford to cover your rent. I can get a part time job if we needmore help. You're an incredible woman and my friend, I promise I'llhelp. It's weird, but maybe it's fate-"Greg was interrupted by a loud knock on the door."Who the hell. "Eat lunch," Coach laughed. "You've never heard that term before?" No," Andrew smiled. "I've never head that one before." You've got to be getting hungry about now, though." I'm starving!"Inside the farmhouse, the two of them washed their hands in the kitchensink. Andrew finished first and stood next to the bar.When Pinker finished, he toweled off his hands and grabbed thesandwiches out of the fridge."Want a beer?" he asked Andrew as he pulled a longneck from one of therefrigerator. Myeyes were expertly made up - liner, mascara, shadowed lids. My lipsglowed glossy red. Earrings dangled from my newly-pierced ear lobes - Ithought at first just a cluster of coloured beads, but when I looked moreclosely I saw each was made up of two pink beads, with a red bead on theend of a pink cylinder. It suddenly occurred to me that they representedlittle penises and I felt my own penis start rising to attention.My reflection was wearing a clingy dress and seemed to have largebreasts..