"My goodness, Sandra," her grandmother said as she reacted to the pictures. "These are beautiful photos. You should be a model, not a cheerleader."Her... granddaughter blushed. "Grandma, don't be silly. I don't look anything like those models you see in magazines. But these are very nice pictures, Mark. Thank you very much." You're very welcome. I don't want get an argument started here, but I tend to agree with your grandmother, Sandy. I think Barbara Adams took some very fine photos that day.". My whole body felt like it was one huge bruise. The others stood and I was not the only one bleeding from my nose and ears. We stared back the way we had come which was supposed to be our operational area. I doubt if anything was still alive and that included the enemy. We looked at each other and Dex gestured and Mason nodded.We struggled through the debris and finally reached the jungle. Slowly we moved around the devastation and headed to our pick up site. Hours passed but the chopper never. It seemed to be an especially strong piece of steel and she knew she had to unsheathe the weapon and clean it thoroughly.Before her knight's triumphant return she had never imagined she would be willing to clean anyone's sword. But her passion was so deep right now and she knew that her knight needed and deserved his reward - so she dropped to her knees as she smiled up at her big strong protector.She took hold of his sheath in one hand as she first kissed the end of his hot pulsating steel.. I'd promised I would and I lived up to it."Jill laughed."Look, I saw Stephanie giving you crap this morning," she said. "Don't pay any attention to her. I've been around Liz for awhile. I've never seen her happier, more relaxed than she was today."She pulled the door open to give me the full force of what was happening a few yards away."I've never seen her with more energy than tonight," Jill continued. "She's always been awesome but tonight is a whole new level even for her. You're the only.