“No -- I mean I talk like a sailor.”
“Talking like a sailor to me means a lot of cursing.”
“That’s because you were in the Army -- things always seem different than they really are when you’re in the Army.”
Libra comes back with a bang.
“What do you know about the army, Tugg? -- Other than the fact that it’s the Army that does all the dirty work? When the Air Force, Marines, and Navy guys are nightie-night, we’re usually out there cleaning up your mess.”
“My point-”
“No, I think that was my point, Robbie.” Libra goes into her favorite subject, why the Army is better than the Navy.
Robbie decides to take her on. “Oh, you want to start the ‘Army - Navy’ thing again?”
“Everybody knows the Navy is for wimps -- don’t start that Navy Seal noise. They’re all over the news -- Army Rangers rule! -- Battle of the Bulge -- U.S. Army. Invasion of Normandy -- U.S. Army -- you guys just dropped us off, fired big guns from the safety of fifteen miles. Gettysburg, the Civil War for that matter -- U.S. Army, baby -- The liberation of Europe …show more content…
She’s a tall five-feet-nine, slim, former Victorian Secret runway model. A non-athletic body with soft features and gorgeous legs to go with the face. She’s the type of woman that looks great stepping out of the shower. She could wear a burlap potato sack and heels to a Hollywood Premier and people would think it was a designer dress. Her hair is long, nearly all the way to her waist, her face is sculptured, one could have sworn she’s had work done, nonetheless, it’s all natural. Her mother was a major model in London and her father is a well-known British TV actor. He was Roger Moore’s stand - in a James Bond flick. Looks run in the family. Rachel needs no makeup and could probably wear a burlap sack and still turn heads. Robbie is probably the only guy she’s dated that didn’t earn at least two million a year her entire