"Christ almighty," he muttered, tromping over. He punched in a code and the beeping fell silent."Jack?" came Mary's voice from the bedroom. "Is everyt...hing all right?"Jack looked at me carefully for a moment and then at Nina, who was snoring drunkenly again. I wondered if he was going to go get his hunting rifle and blow me away right there or if he would at least give me a running start."Is she okay?" he asked tonelessly."Uh..." I stammered."She smells like a damn brewery. Is she okay?" She had. I told them I did not want them making the same mistakes asother girls and they needed to learn that a woman's place was in thekitchen not down the pub.Anyway on a Saturday morning, the girls would go out shopping. They'd beout for the whole morning. As this became a pattern so another patternemerged which I guess I started when I brought home my girlfriend Anna.Then Andrew came home with Imogen and then Charlie came home with Tamsin.The boys of our family knew how to sow our wild oats!I knew. When we arrive back home, I feel the sadness of leaving our honeymoon behind and the relief to be in my own house again. The strangest part is wearing clothes while inside, and even outside for that matter, considering we spent ninety percent of our time naked. Skylar returns to work the very next day, but I took an extra day off so I finish unpacking for both of us.Leslie meets up with me downstairs after she finishes her morning show. I tell her all about the trip, the nudity, meeting Philip,. ‘One down,’ stated Sweet. ‘Two down,’ reported Horse. Conner continued chasing the remaining Iranian. ‘Confirmed, three down,’ stated Sweet. ‘Paint his ass, Sweet,’ said Conner, staying with that last racing Iranian as he bobbed up and down and twisted about, trying to keep her from getting a weapons lock. She kept after him. ‘He’s good,’ muttered Sweet. Then Conner heard the tone indicating target lock at the same time she saw it on the heads-up display and she fired a third missile. ‘But.