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Show Flying - 4 Lieutenant Wilberforce. "What's wrong, men?" says the lieutenant. "I think it's the carburetor, sir," says the co-driver from deep under the hood. While they work John Henry dreams of the whores he left behind in Mexico and the ones he hopes to find in California. Even on maneuvers in the fields by the Pacific shore, thinks lecherous John Henry, there must be some way for whores to get to us. Whores are uncomplicated, thinks John Henry, and when he remembers what happened to friends who fell in love, he is happy to stick with the professionals. Tex, of course, fell in love with a whore, but that, to John Henry, is the exception. Besides If it had been a pure and wholesome girl for whom he had so hopelessly yearned he probably would have tried harder and succeeded in killing himself. John Henry wishes him luck wherever he is now, and goes back to thoughts of sweet sin and gentle lechery, only a little tainted by the stink of death. The lieutenant watches his men dismantle the engine bit by bit, John Henry dreams leaning on the side of the Jeep, and the sergeant is again sleeping it off in the back seat. An hour later the truck has been repaired and left to catch up on its own and the jeep is once more rolling through the bright morning. The rising heat has undone the sergeant and John Henry is at the wheel. The lieutenant |