She: Look at your pants, duffer.Me: Ohhh. (I quickly covered my bulge with a blanket).She: So, it’s the dress and it’s not me! (She stood up sayin...g this).Me: No, No, it’s you also but the dress makes it more appealing.She: Okay, I may be drunk but I liked the attention today.Me: Lesser the dress material, the more the attention. (laughing).She: Ohhh really? even though it’s offensive, I will let that pass because you’re too drunk. So what happens, if I remove this top, what type of attention. ‘Why couldn’t he have found another way instead of leaving me like this.’ Jim had left the day after their first attempt at making love. She couldn’t blame him for being honest, really, but his words still seared her mind. ‘Dammit, I’m sorry, but I can’t. I just can’t. You’re not the same anymore. I look at you and…’ ‘And what?’ ‘You look…you’re different and…all I feel is pity.’ Pity. Now she understood his unfamiliar face in the hospital. Jim might as well have called her an ugly hag. He had. When we get there we walk to the door hand in hand and he unlocks the door for me and ushers me in. I take a moment to glance around the apartment, surprised at how neat and tidy it is. He takes my attention away from the apartment and back to him by closing the door and once again pushing me against a door. He gets himself very close to me and I can feel that he is getting a bit excited. I smile and push against his chest a bit to get away from the door. I lightly place a kiss on his lips and. Only the truck cab would provide a problem. We had to work fast, but we managed to get the work done in time for a little practice before we had to take it to war.The gun closely resembled the Bofors pom-pom AAA gun of WW2. This particular version had two guns mounted side-by-side on the same support. It was fully automatic with optical sights. It could be hand-cranked or electrically controlled by a motor/generator combination on the mount. It was hand fed by clips of four cartridges..