God, she was beautiful. She was so full of life and had such sparkling blue eyes. I even took Home Economics and joined a couple of clubs just to be n...ear her. Yet, she never loved me. I was just her friend. Someone she could never fall in love with. She loved some jerk who went to a private school and whose daddy was rich enough to buy him a brand new Mercedes convertible and anything else he wanted, including the girl I loved. When she came into my shop, I didn’t even recognize her at first.. " I thought so. Well, you see... everything is OK. Just relax and enjoy it all."Becky saw the wisdom in what Cindy was saying. Closing her eyes she let all of her muscles go loose under her daughter's skillful hands. Almost absentmindedly she thought about Cindy's breasts. She could feel them as they occasionally brushed up against her back and her neck. Cindy had definitely inherited her looks, and her body. Becky was proud to have her daughter look like her... and to know that her son was. I've met the brigade commanders this week but I need to spend more time with each of them individually. Would you arrange a programme for the next month so that I can do this?" Yes, Sir. Presumably you want to visit them, particularly so that you can see their units." Yes." What about slap-up lunches?" No!"Mark smiled. "I thought you'd say that, Sir. I'll get on with it."The visits went off well. Mark sat in on all of them and took notes for his general as he chose not to take a staff officer. On the other hand, if things continued like this, I might really go crazy. Over the next few weeks, people, especially Mom, noticed a change in me.Finally I got some relief by speculating that whatever was turning the monsters loose in our town was also causing my migraines. Therefore, I was not causing the monsters to show up, but I was trying to fight them in my dreams. Oh, hell, I knew that I was just trying to relieve myself of blame, but I had to do something. Maybe I could make myself.