.Does that…” I completely do not know what to think or say. But all the right questions that I want to ask her are whirring inside my mind, only I... do not know how to put them into coherent sentences. ‘What does she mean living up to my expectations? Does that mean she has always known how much I have been lusting after her slim figure?’ I only wish I know how to phrase my thoughts right now, but despite my trying, I can only stare at her in astonishment. How could she have known? I have always. Chrissy or Kristin or Kristine…whatever her name was, sighed loudly and pushed her naked body against his. All he wanted to do was escape. ‘God, that was amazing,’ she cooed in a lazy voice. ‘Uh, yeah sure,’ Drew replied with no conviction at all. Lately the women that he fucked just seemed flat and all wrong. And it was pissing him off because he’d never had that problem before and didn’t know how to fix it. The more women he fucked, trying to get back what he’d had for the last several. It would be a bad use of resources, they told us.”John retorted, “If they were a competent army, they would be able to detach search groups to go after the enemy and capture them. I can’t think what resources would be affected by a search for runaways of any kind. The numbers of men would require the same resources whether together or on detached service.It sounds more as if they doubt having full control over their forces if they allowed some to operate on their own. It seems as if my surmise. I knew I needed to choke down some pain killers to sleep. I also had to give them an hour to kick in.I moved a couple of storage boxes to the floor in front of my chair. It took the stretch out of the road rash and that caused the pain to eased off. Then I added a Tramadol to my usual nightly pain meds. An hour later I found a position the didn’t hurt too badly and drifted off to sleep. I awoke after a half hour. All that pain killers allowed me to find a spot that didn’t hurt too badly.