We took the elevator andI felt jittery because she had to stand so close to me, directly in frontof me in fact, with the swell of her backside nearly ...making contact withmy body. We strolled to the place where she had decided we would eat.As soon as we got there and a waitress took our order -- a cute littleMiss who was the physical opposite of Alissa, but who displayed the sameoutgoing, secure attitude -- we began to chat. Well, Alissa chatted andI answered in monosyllables. She talked about. "I had to call the hospital because you can't eat when you're sleeping, so once a day, I would call them to come here and give you soft foods down your arm. It was fascinating and I can't explain it how. But that was yesterday, want to eat something? I heard you call my name so I'm guessing you can talk now as well. Your such a tough girl to be able to crawl your way out. Daddy's proud that you're recovering well."I can' really understand all of what he's saying since I try not to stare on his. Sleep finally managed to catch up with my fevered thoughts and put them gently, if abruptly, to bed. I slept soundly for almost six straight hours. Without the usual nightmares that had been plaguing me for years. I hadn?t had one of the cleanest jobs in Federation Forces history, myself and had dirty hands from more than one questionable operation. But I could get some satisfaction from the knowledge that I hadn?t ever caved in to I. G. demands for wholesale slaughter during any of those. Saucy was a pet, she was nuzzling Cammy while Bob put a saddle on her. When he started to put the bit in her mouth Saucy turned her head to Cammy. Bob said "I guess she wants you to do it Cammy." The horse helped and it took only seconds. Bob said "She likes to be scratched around her ears and under her chin."Bob got his horse ready and mounted him. Cammy watched him and mounted Saucy.Brutus groaned when Bob settled in the saddle. Bob said "Go ahead and bitch a little Brutus, it might make you.