..Present - Jens - In the equipment roomI began to swear! "Son of a fricken fracken." I see Ivan and change what I want to say, then continue, "Son of... a fricken fracken gun!"Both Liz and Maria look confused as hell and Liz questions, "Jens, what the heck is wrong."I'm embarrassed as hell but gulp and confess, "Liz, Ben connected to me right as the morphine was affecting me. He felt how I craved the morphine and I was immediately disconnected."Maria scoffs and confronts me, "Jens, I'm still not. ” He stammered. “Thanks, I just wanted to be cooler and this was my easiest outfit to grab. It’s kind of young for me, but I love the way it feels.” I said. I started the van and I noticed the difference in how Brian looked at me now. He was totally enjoying the view of my bare legs. I left the air conditioner off and rolled down the window a little bit. I lit a cigarette as we pulled out of the rest area. I didn’t talk as I was smoking the cigarette and the van’s temperature was pretty warm.. Dad just looked pained and tried to calm her down. I packed my bag and quietly headed elsewhere. Anywhere else but there...With my skills I found a job working on surveillance camera systems--installing them, tuning them and upgrading them. I worked for a company out of St. Louis that catered to banks, jewelry stores, high-end warehouses and law enforcement. The Navy taught me that I could live in a refrigerator box if I had to, and even like it. That's pretty much what I had on board ship for. It felt strange to go "commando" but good. My doorbell rang. I went to the door and my other neighbor and her husband were standing there. I opened the door and she came inside with him right behind her. "We came to pick you up." She announced. With that she laid a full body kiss on me trying her best to make my knees buckle.I managed to keep standing, barely. She said, "My name's Janet, and that's Tom." She was a good thirty-five, no a great thirty-five. She was almost as tall as I and I'm.