And all this and at time-and-a-half pay! It was great duty!On this particular Friday night, I was assigned to work The Power House, an alternative lif...estyle nightclub. NOT the most popular assignment and the other guys always laughed about whoever got that assignment. You also knew that if you got that duty, you were not going to see your buddies until the end of the shift. Macho COPS don't hang out around the gay spots.So, after dark, I positioned myself on a hill, in a dark parking spot,. When we finally got the chance tomeet Richard it became clear what Lynn saw in him. He was tall,handsome, charming, and wealthy. Men like him were only supposed toexists in fairy tales. It was a wonder Lynn ever bagged him.While Richard was in America he stayed in my room. No one would havehad a second thought over him sleeping with Lynn, but Richard was a manof honor and wouldn't have it. I have to admit that I liked the guy.We'd sit up and talk about our plans. Richard would head back. "This is theboy's line! You belong in the girl's line over there." It was Bruce,again. John gritted his teeth and tried to ignore him. Bruce calledout to the teacher monitoring them. "Mr. Biggs, Alice here is in thewrong line." Bruce gesture toward John.Mr. Biggs turned to John. "Young lady, get in the girl's line!" hebellowed."But--" started John."Now!" John jumped and dashed over to the girl's line. "That'sbetter," approved Mr. Biggs.The girl's line went in first. John barely held. It really helps me keep on track. Please continue to leave comments — good and bad. Oh, and just in case you missed it, I changed the genre in midstream. This is still primarily about an interracial relationship but I think that boxes in the story too much so I changed it up to romance. Sorry for the confusion ahead of time. Chapter 6 Ste-Mere-Eglise, France, June 6, 1944 Ironically, a round fired by a German Panther tank a little over a mile away which barely missed the French cottage and.