Adult Blogger: MIKESAPARTMENT MIKES APARTMENT Instead of parking my car near the gate of Point Mugu Naval Station this time I pulled up to the gate. My watch read 1050. We were ten minutes early for our meeting. Kat showed the guard her ID and I showed my driver's license. He checked his clip board and told Kat where we were to go. We were waved in and Kat directed the drive. It wasn't far.
As I parked Pam came out of the building, still in her whites. When she was ten feet from me I asked, "Can I hug you when you're in uniform?"
"Not really, but I'm glad you want to." Her smile showed that she wasn't fine yet. She ushered us inside and to a conference room. Seated inside were two officers. One with a rank I couldn't identify and one with silver eagles on his shoulders. A Captain in the Navy. They stood as we entered and I suddenly had the feeling I was supposed to salute. I knew that wasn't true, but I had the feeling.
As we sat Kat whispered, "The Captain is the base psychiatrist."
"Good morning," the Captain said, "I'm Captain Abraham Evans and this is Commander Cross. I'm glad you could meet with us this morning. I know that you don't know why you are here and I need to say some things before we get to the real meat of this meeting. Please bare with me.
