The psychologists on the evaluation team always noted it was a sign of good mental health. A few practical jokes and a some seriously bad efforts at h...umor were the order of the day at seventy-four degrees latitude.Except Sousuke had been stationed in Field Zeta for three years, without rotation. It hadn't grown on him; it had made him sick. But somehow he never asked to transfer out; he didn't complain.Three weeks of leave each year, and that was it. That was his lifeline with the world that. When she was told that it was unlikely he was not taking the heart medicine they gave him, she hit the roof."I don't want to leave this White House a widow," she scolded him. "I'll nag you into your grave for being so conceited as not to take those capsules you've been given. I won't stand for it."Caught, Chris promised to take the foul tasting pills which included a iron pill he always gagged on. He said the pill was too big. That it was bigger than a horse pill."Duh! What do you think they. Jessica told me she had her sizes and that tomorrow we could have fun picking stuff out for Ashley. When I met up with Jessica at the mall Saturday, she again nearly knocked me out in her blue short shorts and matching tank top. We walked and talked, looking through a few random stores before she guided me to Victorias secret, we found some cute bra panty sets for Ashley, a light blue mesh thong and matching bra, and a purple satin boy shorts with holes on the sides and a matching bra that. She was going to lose that and she had already lost me. It was then it dawned on me, she had one thing more to lose – her lover-boy. All I had to do was make sure that she lost him and then letting her know I knew would be better, she would be all alone. I knew that she would have all her friends and they would give her some support. I made a few phone calls early next day and made an astounding discovery. The phone number belonged to a certain Chris Walker, husband of her friend Mary. This.