"Okie dokie, Eric, like it or not, I'm as clean as I'm gonna be, here I come."On entering the hotel room with Eric, he had her strip and kneel on the ...bed with her ass up in the air. He moved behind her and spread her cheeks then sniffed.Alena couldn't help but giggle."Good girl," he said approvingly and began to lick her anus."Ohhh!" a startled Alena cooed.Eric abruptly moved away from her, wiping his mouth on his shirt sleeve. "Now let's see how you go about your business. I'd like a little. ”“So what was different about last night?”“I don’t know, exactly,” she sniffed, “but for the last month or so I’ve felt us drifting apart...”“Oh, no you don’t; don’t you be putting this on me. I’ve been begging you for weeks to cut back on your hours, to spend more time on us, but you kept blowing me off.”Leigh was silent for a moment.“Maybe if we can get over this hump we can get some counseling to work on our other issues, but if we can’t, then the rest doesn’t matter.”“I guess I can’t really. The deceptive bastard that life is, I was lulled: busy with work and Sia’s outside interests; at the vagaries of a teenage girl’s sexual rhythms; and, occasionally, dating Alia. Spring was being displaced by early summer, heat slowly building, nature blossoming, flourishing.May was a challenge, my world rocked yet again.On a mundane Tuesday morning Sia emerged, dressed for school, and complained she didn’t feel well. That night she was snarky and short tempered, showing impatience at my jibes.. Which leads to Roswell.Interviewer: Right. That explains why the Air Force grabbed everything.Dick: Exactly. But more than that, they knew the importance of keeping the findings a secret. The cover story, which was hashed together quickly, was that it was a weather balloon; but then why did they take the remnants of a "weather balloon" to hanger 18? [Famous or infamous Hanger 18 was actually at Wright Field in Ohio, today known as Wright-Patterson AFB.]Interviewer: And you worked at Hanger.