Our Air Force destroyed approximately ninety-five percent of Iran’s ruling junta, most, if not all, of their navy, their entire elite and Special Fo...rces and every one of their nuclear facilities. Our strikes were non-nuclear, surgical, and terrible. North Korea’s ruling party was simultaneously destroyed by a combination of Chinese and Russian military forces. I am told that there is no surviving military or political leadership inside North Korea and our Ambassadors have invited our South. I’m 17 and from a small town in Texas. I would say that I’m a good ole’ boy. But that will change soon. One Week Later: “What the fuck do you mean you found someone else?!” My voice is tempered with undiluted rage and I can barely control myself. “I mean that it’s not working between us anymore. I’m sorry, you know I’ll always love you,” my now ex girlfriend whispers into the phone. “Love me?! Bullshit! Woman don’t you dare lie to me like that! This is not how its gonna end! Before god I swear. The next job was something of a success. She resigned rather than being sacked. Moreover she resigned before the management were even contemplating sacking her. She just didn't like the woman she had to work with, who kept giving Jacqui orders and who would never do what Jacqui told her to do.The pattern was becoming established; Jacqui couldn't or wouldn't keep a job and her employment record started to look bad.Some jobs she lost for different reasons, usually refusing to sleep with the boss,. Helena smiled and thanked Danielle who blushed.Fred asked “Tim just before you go, we are looking at customs with William’s cargo. Can you help the maze of non information on their web site, by speaking to a Manager there or something mate.”Tim smiled. “Yes lets go and see them.”Lisa replied “I’ll leave that to you guys, I do have some work to do here!” Smiling.Fred, Tim and Helena went into the main airport building and found the Customs Manager, John having a coffee by himself. Tim sat down.