Germany, two girls taking turns with dogs in a bar...”She pauses to take a drink, then continues, “The depravity of it always stuck in my mind –... and I would have tried it if I had the chance, but we always had to leave town the next day ... I’ve thought about getting my own dog, but I’m never home and it wouldn’t be fair to the little fella ... But now I’m getting close to retirement age, and I’m going to be home a lot ... So, I’m looking for something to keep my busy – and I can’t imagine. They should only let loose with them if somebody pulls a rod. I expect that most will be innocent civilians. Anybody bumped off that did not need to be, is gonna buy a lot of grief from the coppers." Mr. Blue let his mob know that this was very important."Finally we will move to the U-boat rendezvous. I have the spot picked out where they can watch the submarine and the plugs meeting it. They should not have to burn powder until we all get there, especially the chopper squad. The way I see it,. She’d pleaded with them to let her have some friends around for a party at the house, this was the only way she could get them to disappear for the weekend. If she’d told them she was going out to town to celebrate, they would have wanted to be there to make sure she got home safely and at a reasonable hour. Only ‘safe’ and ‘reasonable’ weren’t the words Jennifer had in mind when it came to her eighteenth birthday celebrations. Also, the little black number she’d intended on wearing probably. She should be over this by now. How long had it been since she'd been David's girlfriend? They were friends now, just friends, with the easy familiarity of their long association. There was no reason why seeing him with a girlfriend—seeing him kissing, seeing him happy; occasionally even hearing the sounds of their loving—should upset her. There was no reason she ought to look at Nicole, radiant, joyful, happier than she'd ever been, and think, It should have been me. It should have been me....