She asked whether she could bring her daughter for help. We were confused as we did not want anyone else to know about our plans. Lily said, she would... need help to cook for 18 persons. We agreed and on the day of picnic. Lily came to our house with her daughter. We were stunned to see her. She was Reena, 19 years old, dusky and her size 38-26-34. We expected a little girl but what turned up was a pair of huge virgin boobs. We were thrilled. We started to our farm house by our motorcycles. Reena. Of course, Brian continues to tape episodes of Young Cooking. But tragedy strikes the campus and the clan. In the act of becoming a hero, Brian nearly dies and much of his past—the past he has kept hidden—is exposed. In the midst of PTSD and a perceived threat against his family, can Brian recover his confidence enough to become the storm and bring them safely to the other side?This is a work of fiction. If you think you recognize someone, please don't tell them. Any resemblance is strictly. “But we really really hope you’ll perhaps pass this way home tomorrow too !” Said Diane. Chapter 2I barely slept that night. The thoughts in my head were almost surreal. Had what happened really happened? I was so worked up that the next morning I took a sick day off work.Around 10 am I received a text from Diane. My heart fluttered and I opened it to see."Hey, I hope what happened yesterday hasn't changed your thoughts or view of us. We both love you like a son and didn't want to upset you in. Having noted the clouds this morning, I had worn my rain gear and thermal clothing. Fifty-two minutes after leaving home, I cruised up to the gate at Fort Bragg.“Jim Reynolds reporting as per Lt. Commander Ferguson’s request. Someone is supposed to meet me to show me where to go and someone else is to receive my arms and ordnance,” I explained.“Ward, Caplan, your visitor has arrived,” the gate guard shouted to someone inside the guard shack.“Weapons?” Petty Officer Caplan asked me.“Everything.