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Whatever was going on in the capital of Tegucigalpa didn’t affect their routine, except for the Joint Task Force maintaining a roving patrol. They didn’t fall for Denise’s ploys a second time, so information was limited to the daily news from Rosa, none of which seemed relevant with the city limits eighty kilometers away.
Denise had felt terribly risqué doing it that one time. She’d never used her sexuality before to get anything. Until Vern, she’d never known she had any sexuality to use. It had worked, but she didn’t like the way it had felt afterward. Definitely something she wouldn’t be adding to her repertoire.
The next two days were about hard work. Firehawk Oh-One was grounded for scheduled 150-hour maintenance. Every day of flight required a quick inspection before Denise wou
