"Alright Bertha Lou you have destroyed my life already. I hope you'resatisfied now, so please stop all this and let me be. Haven't you doneenough?" ...Allen said popping the bottle out of his mouth."Oh no Alicia. Not after you told your mother how much you luv playingour little game. Finish your bottle and pee your diaper and....and Imight let you go," she said with a broad smile."This stuff tastes awful. It's got my stomach churning. Please, nomore. I'll pee but this is it. No more, you. "Yes. In a way, I guess it is," I said."A what rat?" asked Angela. I started to answer her, but Jen beat me to it."I Googled it last night. The night before the wedding all the women gather to apply henna to the bride and to each other. They bring food, and listen to music and tell the bride what to expect in her marriage." Hourly demands for sex and farting. Lots and lots of farting," Angela quirky voice chimed in. Amid the laughter, I popped Angela's hand when she started to move it. She. By the time the hug ended, I was in the clear. “Oh, I thought I should mention this,” my dad remarked. “I think that uniform might be too small for you. I don't want to sound like an old guy, but I hope you can make some adjustments to it. It would be pretty bad if you accidentally flashed the crowd at one of your games.” “Will do, Daddy,” I said. “I'll make certain that something that embarrassing doesn't happen.” “Good,” he remarked. “Alright, guys, I'll see you later.” And with those final. I cursed and looked back, "I am going after the lieutenant!"I leaped to my feet and rushed and dropped and rolled and rushed. The platoon began doing rushes towards the village and the ditch as I reached the lieutenant. I yanked him onto his back to see the wound in his gut. I yanked the trauma kit off his vest and pulled one of the two med injectors. I shoved one into his right thigh and it injected the pain meds.I used the large compress pad to cover the wound and secured it. I turned and.