So she said we have to go in scooty. I was not very comfortable in driving the scooty so I let her drive. I sat on the back seat and we started. I was... seating close to her, I can smell her body, it was so nice. I wanted to get close to her but I was afraid to do that. Then she said something which I couldn’t hear. I then get closer to her and put my face on her shoulder to hear what she is saying doing so I got now a bit closer to her. Now my legs were touching her legs and my chest was almost. She asked, "Do I look okay?"Ali cocked her head to one side, then to the other. With a skeptical look on her face, she picked up her phone, punched a button and waited a moment. Then she said, "Partner, I need to see you right away."Hanging it up, she continued to look at Karla with a look of puzzled skepticism on her face. A moment later, Ginger Conrad came in, took one look at Karla, picked up the phone on Ali's desk, punched in a number and then just stood there, drumming her finger tips on. All eyes were on me as I jangled my way through the main room of the mess; miniature medals are worn with mess dress, but mine were full sized, as I was in No2 Home Dress, of khaki tunic and trousers. I hadn't yet bought my mess dress, and four full sized medals with their ribbons, and parachute wings, look good on a khaki background. I must admit I did have a bit of a swagger on me as I walked into the ball room.It was a colourful scene. The QDG wore scarlet mess jackets – a short, bum freezer. She placed the key in the lock and took a deep breath before turning it and pushing the door back. It swung wide open, but still she hesitated. Alma wasn’t sure that all of her tears had been shed, or that she would be able to handle seeing the house again, especially now, without Jonathon and her son to make it a home. She turned and looked around at the street. Several curtains were twitching and she knew that the jungle drums were already signalling to each other as the local gossips passed.