Paula checked on the address on the tiny paper again and when she confirmed that it's Michaela's or Mitch's home, she breathed in and out then rang the doorbell beside a tall steel gate towering in front of her. That Colonel or whatever must have won in a lottery or is just a f*cking rich guy!? Huh..haaa....what am I doing here anyway?
I am rich too, I can match his money or popularity but haa. it's no use they are already married, so, forget it!, Ha...ahhhh, Hi, good morning, Buenas Dias! Is the Mrs. Home, I am Paula...ahhhh, Paula was just about to finish talking to the guard when Michaela came running to the gate happily as if welcoming her already though she hasn't been allowed to enter the premises yet by the security.
You may come in Ma'am!, the guard said and smiled at me. I thought all along that these tall and military guys are scary. I am so wrong, they are nice and couldn't hit a fly even if they wanted to, I thought but when another security or maybe two of them are at about 50 fifty feet away from me, are at a shooting range. They proved to be keen and amazing. For every shot they did turns out to be in the center mark or the eye. Wow!, I said when the marks were presented and sent through a monitor that the men did awesome with their shooting skills. I peeked while walking towards Mitch.
Ahaha, Paulie you came, thanks, Mwahhhh!, Mitch said and hugged me tight like it was her first time to see me though we just saw like a couple of days in the hotel down at the city market.
Talking about the suburbs, this home is a villa that has security guards and military personnel in every corner of the building. I think the colonel uses the other homes as his office or shooting range since there are contrapments and stuff seen on the far end of Mitch's home. I am amazed and it is a beautiful home. It has a beautiful garden, a front porch, a tiny hut with saddles since a stable is near it with a couple of horses being taken cared of as Mitch and I were talking about our last meeting. She apologized to me about what happened and that maybe I got scared about the security budging in to interrupt our chat or time together. But the guys whom she calls are her body guards and they are sweet but trained to kill when they need to. I told her she doesn't need to worry since I can handle myself and I am just happy to see her again, that's all.
Mitch brought me to her living room which is the size of our farm in the community. It's so huge I can play football in here. There are few stuff in it like the long sofa, a television, fireplace and a plant ornaments. She toured me around the house and the bedrooms, which comprise of four. Two in the ground floor and two in the second floor. Mitch said they weren't blessed with a child yet so she is hoping for one so that she can live with someone inside the huge, lonely place she is in now. I smiled at her and told her she is lucky to have been blessed with a wonderful husband but Mitch just twitched her lip and was about to get teary eyed when I asked her for some water. I was so thirsty since it's pretty hot out when I walked from the station to her home earlier.
Mitch escorted me to her kitchen and wow, it's a black and white scene of a place. Wonderful and exquisite. She handed me a glass of cold juice. When she saw a mango and carrot cake, she asked me if I wanted some. Of course thanks, I'll have the carrot cake, please!, I added and happily received a piece which Mitch placed in a porcelain plate, handing me a gold fork which I said my thanks to after.
This place is wonderful! I love it!, I said while cutting me a piece of the cake and tasting it! Yum!, It's so good I can just die now, I thought as I am enjoying the cake in my palate.
Thanks Paulie, hihi! Yes, it is a lovely place. But you see, I feel lonely when I'm alone here. I miss my family too and living alone for a couple of years is, unhealthy. The colonel visits me and makes love to me once in a while since he has a first wife. I have advised that we get a divorce but he is Muslim so he can have as many wives, in fact five if he still wishes to marry another after me!, Micth said and smiled sourly.
I'm sorry to hear that Mitch, but how come you agreed to this set up anyway?, I asked and after I finished my cake I wanted to clean it up but Mitch hesitated and asked the maid to do it for me. She carried her glass of wine and handed me a glass of that white wine which I said no to, but she insisted, so I gave in. Maybe it's not bad if I take a little sip. I'm used to drinking wines anyway but that was , what, like ten years ago, maybe more. Hmm. Anyway. Okay, I'm all ears....I told Mitch who started telling her story when she met the colonel.
Colonel Thomas Briggs! Yes, this is Michaela Cardel, one of our privates who wanted to take the assistant role for this unit. I would like you to teach her of the work. Anyway, I need to train the cadets back in London. So, you're good with her around!?, the man with white hair said.
Ah, General Somi, I can't train a kid here, I'm a commanding officer and ....., Briggs denying the order. Ah, insubordination is against our rules, Officer. She is a kid, what harm can she do to you, Besides, you could use someone like her, pretty and smart, good with guns and ....a hottie, huh, hahahaah!, General Somi, a Japanese born soldier said and laughed at the colonel who is already blushing when Michaela saluted and her sexy form was seen by the soldiers the colonel is heading for today. At ease men and stop that drools, go back to the barracks and do something useful for the day, Colonel Briggs shouted. Ahhh....sirr.....she's cute, huh, the young soldiers said and while walking away still peeked through to each other to check on Michaela. Private, come with me and ah....just do as I say and try to act like a soldier and not a woman who is like wanting to have a boyfriend. And lastly, button your shirt there, always do that and avoid letting your, ahh...whatever. Just come with me!, Colonel Briggs said and though flushed continued to walk before Mitch who is weirded-out but smiling teasingly.
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