I was right, the tiny scales were white mage metal. His rifle was a carbine like mine but had three mage bands. Each band made the rounds accelerate t...wenty five percent faster. I took it and his magazines before going to check each man I had killed.The platoon leader thought it had been a short company. We set up a base and four of the six squads went out. I switched weapons and put on the armor before we left. The squad leader moved slow and everyone expected to be attacked at any moment. We. We understood each other quite well and got along quite well, so there was no real problem. Actually, I was glad to hear their objections to my ideas because that helped me to get them straight and headed for a real resolution.I left the R&D center and headed to my military camp. I wanted to discuss my idea for the new fighter with the actual men who would be doing the flying and fighting. I wanted to be sure that my ideas were valid for general use, and it would not hurt to get a little. We find a posh looking place and decide to sit at the bar for a drink. As we sit there, sipping on our drinks, just looking at each other, I am mesmerized by your eyes and your smile. I just love you so much and wish I could go home with you and be with you until we are old and gray. You make me feel so complete when I am around you and I lean over and give you a gentle kiss and tell you how much I love you and care about you. You see me leaning in and return my kiss with an unsaid. Curvy and touchable was the way Cathy always thought of her.In contrast, sitting across from the Filipina, was Whitney Wolf. Exactly the same age as Lydia, Whitney was as pale as she was dark, the gift of a Scottish heritage. Dark brown eyes peered out from large red glasses. Short curly brown hair topped a full hourglass figure. Whitney had also attended that lingerie sale and it was there that Cathy learned of her taste for bondage when she quietly asked if the store carrying anything in that.