She looked at Al lying onthe bed. "I would hate to have to ever give it up..." She looked atTim. "...like poor Al."A confused Tim agreed. "Me too......" Ten Days Later...At the hospital, Al's body was finally stirring. The lines on themonitor showed more brain activity.Heidi heard a strange woman's voice murmuring a mixture of reproachesand endearments at her son. Then the same voice screeched sharply..."You told me that my son was coming out of his coma, doctor!" He is!" the doctor said. I remember the hours we would chillout in the bedroom we shared listening to music and playing video games. It was a sweltering night and the only thing that we had to curb the heat was a little old fan, not long after we had gone to bed for the night a terrible thunderstorm rocked the house, it sounded as if boulders were falling on the roof, unbeknownst to me thunder and lightning scared Andy something awful. In the past when this would happen he could always find comfort sharing the bed with. "PSG Simms looked down at the containers in awe as Sam opened them and showed him the money. "Jesus," he whispered. The brass will shit when they see this. You watch this while I set better security and call it in."Simms dropped from the truck and moved to the check point. He motioned the Corporal over and gave him instructions for tightening security. He called all the soldiers who were not actually manning the CP and sent them to form a better perimeter security without telling the Corporal. When I paid two young Greek mistresses for six strokes, without permission they continued with the punishment after I started dressing. "C'mon, get on with it!" - whack! "What did I just tell you?" - whack! Of course I did not object, but it showed the strange delight young women have in humiliating and punishing males.It always gives me pleasure to recall my greatest success with a call-girl. She had advertised her availability for straight sex and hand relief, and upon knocking at her door.