"Are you saying he only goes for trannies with a big rack? Now that's just messed up." There was a chance I was drunk. Actually there was a really fucking good chance I was drunk.
"Uhhuh. It just sounds great." After eating what they called food in the Navy I could manage to keep just about anything down. Didn't mean I was in a hurry to try the bastard version of a smore. Poked the marshmallows on the skewers and let them dangle over the flames, waiting for them to turn the right shade of brown.
"You told off a teacher? I'm all sorts of shocked over here." Guess I'd hit a nerve with that question. Neither of us was much for failing from the sound of it.
"You know I can weld?" Grinned and turned the skewers, toasting the other side of the marshmallows. Wasn't like she was asking me about myself. "And that I was a Seal. There isn't much else to say."