“Are you going to miss Kenya?”She looked up at him and after a bit of thought, shook her head. “I’ll miss Sergeant Mwangi, and Sergeant Kimani..., and Chalky, and of course, our 172.”“No surprise there. You and Sergeant White practically rebuilt that plane from the ground up.”A couple of years ago Jonas had discovered the Cessna, covered by a tarp, parked in the back of a decrepit hanger at an abandoned airstrip north of the coastal city of Kismayo, Somalia. Kenyan forces had moved into that area. She asked how often I jerk off. I responded with why the hell are you asking me? She said that she has been so bored she just wants to talk about something, anything and didn’t care. Anything to change the daily boredom that we’ve been experiencing. I won’t lie, I was feeling the same way. The days blended together. I told her I usually did it once a day usually at night when everyone went to bed. I asked the same back, she said she used to at least once a night but up to 3-4 depending. "Can you come to mydressing room in a few minutes? I've got something I need help with."Christina left before the girl could answer.Christina found a security guard on her way to her room. "Hey! I wantyou to find out who's in town for this concert. I know Britney andMandy are here, but is there anyone else?" Christina walked awaybefore the guard could answer."God I love being a star." Christina said as she stepped into herhuge dressing room. It was gorgeous! There was a massive dresser, agiant. Since then, she never tried to have any other type of relationship besides a professional one. Even now, remembering it made her angry. ‘I’m fine, thank you. I was actually getting ready to go home for the day and maybe go out tonight.’ Angela tried not to let on to the lie. She thought that Jack would get the hint and let her leave. ‘Oh, well then I guess you want to leave. You are happy with things here, I’m not working you too much, am I? Angela stood in the middle of Jack’s office,.