We finally left, pissed as hell.We returned to the ship. Using GPS coordinates I set up my 81 mm mortar and blew the hell out of the place with HE and... WP rounds. We left it a wasteland. Anyone in a deep bunker should have died due to oxygen depletion from the White Phosphorus rounds. If I'd had nukes I'd have used them. Be very, very thankful that I couldn't purchase tactical nuclear rounds for that mortar.That was the last time we delt with anyone from Colombia/Venezuela--in a business sense.I. I had gone to dinner with her enough times since I met her that even her full-bore men hater girlfriends accepted me as a male acquaintance. After what the boss said I was questioning all of the times I had blown off the signals she gave me that she wanted me to take her to bed. Especially those nights where she begged me to come over to "talk" after a break up. All those times I left with blue balls from her loose night clothes letting me see everything after she had called me to make her feel. Tucker was the only one who was really confused, but he was too timid to ask why.Robert looked at Karen expectantly. He wanted her to say more. She was uncomfortable offering any more details. He had said she could define new rules for herself tomorrow. She wanted to have time to think about them.“My new name will be Shrew around the house. You are not to call me Mistress, Ma’am, or Mistress Karen,” Karen said.“Hah, so we don’t have to listen to you anymore?” Savannah chuckled. She was making a. ' 'But you like it?' 'Not the pain, but it makes me feel so fucking hot.'" That was the end. We didn't go to class. We hardly left the apartment. I wore wax more often than clothes. 4 months later our grades had gone from deans list to threatening letter. One day our respective parents arrived. Mine from Ohio, yours from Maryland. They didn't know everything, they never learned of the toys, but they knew what the problem was. Miraculously, for the first time in the history of the universe, a.