She wore a long billowing trench coat, and underneath that a light green, slightly worn t-shirt. A gun belt hanging low on her waist suggested she was... armed. She sat across the booth from Gavin without asking permission. ‘Delilah?’ Gavin intoned.. ‘Yes?’ her authoritative voice responded. ‘Weren’t we supposed to be blending in with the locals? Do you see any the locals wearing bright colors?’ Gavin admonished. ‘Oh, don’t give me shit,’ Delilah responded. ‘Cherries? Do think there are any. As we were talking she said her husband had run off when their c***d was 2 he’s now 20, she had a one night stand resulting in another c***d seven years ago and had nothing since. She said she can’t trust men but she said she really fancied me, I told her I was married but I have an open relationship she said “It doesn’t matter”.I asked if she lived near she said “Yes but I don’t finish for another two hours” I said “That’s a shame” she replied “But I’m due a break and there’s a store room. No plan survives contact with the enemy.” Most of the jogger’s group stopped and hung back, but one couple approached. “May I help you?”“We hope so,” tentatively said the middle-aged, but fit, man. “This is obviously non-standard, but it appears that those are Marines, that the van has a transporter and that this appears to be an extraction. If that is the case, my wife and I would like to come along. I have a 6.6 CAP score. We have three little kids at home with her mother. Our. She once sitting regally turned to see the outline of what she was leaving. Looked perfect to the naked eye. ‘Ghost rider into the speed of the night, ‘ She whispered in his ear. The first motion Ghost rider stretched his full length, then kept it up. Ears high and back, nostrils flared for maximum breathing. The fear of traveling at night was calmed. There wasn’t tree’s, sparse grass, nothing to fear. Raven and Ghost was as one. Her lower body was melded into his muscular body. After a few.