Mature warning...Kim is frisky so don't read if frisky Kim offends you.
Monique and Kim arrived back at Tulkharm, they were dressed to kill, Monique wore a leather mini skirt and a red spaghetti strap top and to top the outfit off was a black jacket that also served as a coat, Kim was wearing a black turtle neck sweater and a pair of tight black jeans with black cowboy boots that made her look at least two inches taller because of the heels.
Tirza was excited and pushed past Kim and took Monique by the hand he said slowly in English, "It…is good…to see you."
She smiled and nodded, "It is good to see you too."
Kim lifted and eyebrow, "Ron…Where is Ron? Ronnie where is?"
Tirza smiled and decided to show off more of his new English skills, "Ronnie…is a jerk."
Monique giggled, "He knows Ron alright."
"Hey now…That's my boyfriend your talking about there….I'm the only one that can call him that." Kim said as she put a hand on her hip.
Tirza motioned for them to follow him, they went towards the checkpoint and found Ron talking to Uday. He spotted Kim and Monique walking up with Tirza leading the way and stood up to meet them.
He waived to them as they approached, "Hey KP, Monique." Then he turned to Tirza, "How was your Engilish?"
Tirza smiled, "Good I think."
He nodded and smiled at him, "He pestered me and Sergei until we taught him some normal phrases."
Monique smiled, "It's better than what he was saying before."
Kim giggled, "I heard what he was saying before…Ron, Ron…."
She wasn't able to finish chiding him, he quickly patted Uday on the shoulder, "This is my buddy Uday." Ron leaned down to Uday and pointed towards Kim and Monique, "These are my American girlfriends, and they came all this way because they miss me."
Uday giggled, "They are very pretty."
Ron grinned and nodded, "Kim, Monique this is Uday, he hangs out here and keeps me from getting bored."
The girls waived and smiled, Ron leaned down to Uday again, "I have to go now, they want to take me out to eat."
They said their goodbyes to Uday and began walking back to the parking lot; Kim was in an exuberant mood, "What are we blowing up tonight?"
Ron shook his head, "Nothing, I kind of…well I got transferred this morning, and I don't want to get transferred to jail."
Kim shook her head, "You got in trouble?"
He shook his head, "Not so much trouble as I have to go to Camp 80 and go through corporal training and then I think I will either be sent back here or to Bezeq to go through sergeant training."
Kim's eyes lit up, "Sergeant, your going to be a sergeant."
Ron nodded sadly, "Yea, soon I will be able to sit in a chair and scream at people….and I will also be locked into the IDF for an additional two years."
Her smile evaporated, "Oh"
Monique smiled at Tirza, "Want to come eat with us in Netanya for dinner?"
Tirza looked at Ron and he quickly translated, "She is asking you out for dinner."
Ron took the keys from Monique and she smiled sheepishly, "We'll sit in back."
He smiled and nodded his head, "We're going to make a side trip and go see Bonnie first."
Kim recoiled, "What?"
He shrugged, "I want my Ronnunicator back, you guys can wait in the car if you want."
"Ohhhhhhhhhh I don't think so." Kim said in an icy cold voice.
They climbed into the fiat and Ron started the motor and the CD player began playing Neil Diamond's greatest hits, he turned in the seat quickly and saw Tirza smiling and giving him the thumbs up.
Ron shook his head, "All right smiley."
He put the car into reverse and the car jerked backwards and stalled, Monique laughed, "You're as bad as Kim."
He glared at Monique and backed the car out of the parking space and ground the gears as he put the transmission into first gear, the car began to go forward and Ron chanced a glance into the back seat, "I'm getting better."
They drove to Netanya, Ron was translating for Monique and Tirza, Kim was staring daggers at Ron, "What is he playing at now?"
Even listening to Neil Diamond on the cars CD player wasn't calming Kim down as they pulled into the parking lot, "Ron…I don't think your sending me the proper message."
Ron glared at Kim, "I'll be back in a minute."
He got out of the car and Kim got out as well, then Monique hopped out and turned to Tirza, "Wait here….Stay here." Then she turned and ran to catch up with her two friends, "I wouldn't miss this for the world."
"Wait…here" Tirza said slowly with a smile.
They exited the elevator and walked up to Bonnie's door, Ron knocked on the door and after a short wait Bonnie answered the door, "RON..." She said excitedly and then she spotted Kim and Monique, "oh"
She let them inside the apartment, Ron spoke to her out of earshot of Kim and Monique, and then she disappeared into the bedroom and brought his Ronnunicator back to him.
Bonnie saw Kim smirk out of the corner of her eye and she began a slow boil, "This isn't over Kim…Your going home, and I'll still be here."
"What you did was low Bonnie." Kim sneered.
Ron watched the two trade barbs back and forth and he shook his head, "I can't have a family."
He held up a hand and began walking towards the door, "Tirza is waiting in the car, we have to leave."
Bonnie watched as they began to leave and then an evil grin came over her face, "Ohhhhh Monique"
Monique turned and tried to fake a civil tone, "Yes Bonnie"
Bonnie wiggled a finger for her to come closer and when she did, Bonnie slapped her hard across the face 'SLAP', before Monique could return the slap Ron had grabbed her and began pulling her to the door. Bonnie followed them out and in a rather haughty voice explained to her, "Monique….Brick stayed with me because he wanted to."
Ron pulled her out of the apartment; Monique was trying to wiggle out of his grasp, "LET ME GO…NO ONE GET'S A FREE SHOT AT ME!"
Kim quickly closed the door to Bonnie's apartment, "Let's go Monique."
Monique walked up to the car with a face of total dejection, Tirza got out of the car and wrapped his arms around her and gave her a big hug. Monique resisted at first and then folded into the embrace.
She looked up at Tirza, and smiled and then she closed her eyes, "I wish you understood more English."
Ron got behind the wheel of the car, "I'm hungry." He turned and looked at Tirza, "Are you hungry?"
Tirza nodded and Monique quickly put in her two cents worth, "I want McDonalds, I never thought I'd miss fast food but I do, I want McDonalds."
Ron shrugged and looked at Kim, she nodded that it was fine with her. Ron backed the car out and began heading for Hertzel Street, he pointed at a shop, "I have to come into town tomorrow and work for Mr. Seitzman."
Kim lifted an eyebrow, "Doing what? I didn't know about this?"
Ron gave her a strange look, "Why would you know? I just told you about it."
Kim giggled nervously, "I…I mean you never mentioned it."
Ron pulled up to a stop light and looked over at her, "Yes I did, just now."
Monique's attention had been captured by Kim's slip of the lips and she came to her aid, "Ron…Tell Tirza that I think he's looking good today."
Ron chuckled and nodded, "Tirza, Monique says you are very handsome today…I think she likes you."
"Tell her…That I think…" TIrza paused to look into Monique's eyes, "…I think she is wonderful."
Ron looked over toMonique and smiled, "Tirza wants me to tell you that he thinks you are wonderful."
Monique grinned broadly, "Thank you Tirza." She then leaned forward and kissed him.
He blushed and laughed nervously, "You are pretty lady."
Kim looked at the two in the backseat and smiled, "I'm glad we're back together again."
Ron turned and looked at her, "Are we?"
Kim flinched, "Well after we exposed Bonnie's lies…I thought…."
"Kim, you cut me off, you stopped writing to me…Bonnie had nothing to do with that." he reminded her.
He made the turn into McDonalds just as Kim's temper started to flare, "I thought we had that all settled, I don't know why you're always taking Bonnie's side in this?"
Monique could tell an argument was coming and pulled Tirza quickly out of the car and walked with him inside. They watched them go in and then Ron turned to Kim, "I don't like the fact that Bonnie lied to me, but let's be honest you didn't come here to see me so much as you two came here to see her."
"That's not true, Ron I missed you…." Kim started to explain again before Ron raised a hand.
"KP…I go back to Middleton in May, let's see if you can keep in touch with me until then and we'll go from there." Ron told her as he got out of the car to go into McDonalds.
Kim got out of the car and wasn't ready to let the subject go, she was becoming more tweaked by the second, "You don't have any faith in me do you?"
He shook his head as they went into the restaurant, "No…not really, I think the minute you two land back in Upperton, you will forget all about me and go right back to whatever it is you were doing in school."
She glared at him, he turned and smiled at her, "No offense…So what do you want to eat?"
She smirked at him, "You go ahead and order, I'm trying not to be offended."
Ron walked up to the counter, "We would like a McRoyal combo with a cokeand a…." Ron scanned the menu board after he ordered Kim a Big Mac meal and then he spotted a local delicacy, "…Ahhhh I would like a McShawama."
He turned and pointed at Tirza with a smile, "shwarma!"
Tirza laughed and nodded, "I seen that, should be interesting."
Monique made a face, "What is…shwarma?"
Ron laughed, "It's seasoned lamb or in McDonalds case seasoned turkey, lettice, pickles and probably mayonnaise served inside a pita…Palestinians and Israeli's always fight over who actually invented it."
Ron ordered the Mcshwarma combo and quickly paid for the food and he and Kim moved out of the way so Tirza and Monique could order, she leaned over to Ron, "McRoyal is the Big Mac?"
Ron nodded and she told Tirza what she wanted and he nodded and ordered for the both of them, the tray came with Ron and Kim's food and they went and sat down, Kim still wasn't talking.
Monique and Tirza took their tray but Monique led Tirza to the back of restaurant, as they walked by the table their friends were sitting at, she smiled, "I need some Tirza time."
Ron smiled and chuckled, "They seem to be getting along well."
Kim lifted an eyebrow as she watched Ron eat, "She didn't want him to hear us arguing."
He looked at her quizzically, "Arguing…about what?"
Her face became flushed red with anger and she whispered in an urgent angry voice, "Do you think I'm so shallow…so fickle…so featherbrained to think that I'm going to forget all about you once I get home."
Ron grabbed a napkin and quickly dabbed at the leaking juices coming out of his McShwarma as they landed on his shirt, "KP…I don't understand girls…I only know what happened before…I came here, you wrote for a while…then nothing."
"I came all the way over here to find you, and I find you with Bonnie…" Kim snarled as she began to lose her temper.
He held up a finger, "You know how that happened…If you would have kept in touch with me…It wouldn't of."
She slapped the table and turned away, "I…had reasons for not writing."
Ron smiled and nodded, "Danny Baldwin…Kim it's okay…You moved on and then only felt compelled to come over here when Bonnie popped up."
Kim was breathing heavily thru her nose and finally in exasperation yelled, "RON"
"KIM" Ron said just as exasperated, "Eat, your food's getting cold."
She growled and threw and handful of fries at Ron, who laughed and threw some back at her, "It's not funny Ron."
He nodded his head, "Yea it is…You're only mad because I'm right."
Kim's eyes went as wide as saucers and Ron knew that he had just hit the wrong button on his now brunette girlfriend, she lowered her voice to make sure that only Ron could hear what she was going to say, "If your mom and dad wouldn't have screwed you up so bad, maybe you would have had the courage to stay home and face your problems rather than run away from them."
Ron's mouth dropped open, he had never argued with Kim before so the whole experience was new to him, he had never argued with any of his past girlfriends so he had no idea of what to say so he just sat in his seat slack jawed and the only thing he could think to say was, "oh"
Kim hadn't finished and continued her venomous tirade, "You ditch me, you ditch Rufus and you ran away. Who cares about us, it's all about Ron and his sad little story, 'Oh I can't have a family, because of my super powers' that is such bullshit Ron…So you run over here and hookup with Babbette and Bonnie and God knows who else and then turn around and have the nerve to play all knowing with me…I know your secrets Ron and I know your doing nothing but hiding."
Ron was nodding his head vigorously and then he sucked in his cheeks, "oh"
She finally ran out of steam and slumped back into her booth, Ron was ashen faced and didn't have a clue as to how to respond so he just nodded. He felt a hand on his shoulder and jumped as it startled him, it was Monique, "We're finished and I think there is a club or something that Tirza wants to go to?"
He smiled grateful for the interruption, "That's great…I have to go back to Tulkharm and finish some paper work for the transfer so I'll catch the bus back." He told her as he handed the car keys to her.
Kim shook her head, "tsk, tsk, tsk…Running away again are we."
Ron had a forced smile on his face as he responded, "Yes, as quickly as I can."
Monique was uncomfortable watching the two, "You want us to drop you off?"
He wiped his face, "Nooooo, it's out of the way…I…I'll just ride the bus."
They dropped him at a nearby bus shelter and he waived as they pulled away, "I should have kept my big all knowing mouth shut…Never seen KP so angry at me before."
Ron looked down and the street and saw the little fiat make a left and disappear from view, "Wow…hmmmmm…well…I guess I screwed up…She's right…I am screwed up."
He let out a deep breath and shook his head, he stood as the bus pulled up Ron flashed his IDF ID and paid the reduced fare and then took a seat in the back of the bus, "I guess I'll check my mail when I get back to base…See what Sergei's up to..."
He watched the landscape go by out the window of the bus, the restaurant district changed to the Industrial parks and then into rocky desert before they encountered villages, he gazed out the window, "She must be really jealous of Bonnie and Babbette."
A cold chill suddenly ran up his spine, "I never told her about Babbette, I never told anyone about Babbette…She knew about her, but how?"
He began to run a hand up and down the back of his neck and the only answer he could think of was, "WADE, they have me chipped again…She can't write or send email or call me but she can use Wade to spy on me?"
Ron shook his head and stood up to leave the bus as it pulled up to the base, "Well let's not think on that now, let's find Sergei and see what's going on."
Kim sat in the passenger seat frowning with her arms crossed, glaring out the window. Monique smiled and nodded as Tirza pointed the way from the back seat, "So…first fight?"
She shook her head, "What?"
"You guys just had your first fight?" Monique said carefully.
Kim let out a deep breath, "Yea, first and last…I'm done…He made me so mad…He goaded me into that fight, he's never done that before."
Monique nodded, "Sooooooo want to talk about it?"
She glanced into the backseat, Tirza was smiling and pointing happily, Kim shook her head, "Maybe later."
The three pulled into the club called the Red Octopus, the flashing neon sign of an octopus dancing with some very curvy females glowed into the night sky. They could see couples going in and Tirza grabbed Monique by the hand and pulled her along to the door.
Kim smiled and shook her head, "and I thought she would be bored and Ron and I would be having all the fun."
The club wasn't too crowded as Tirza escorted Monique onto the dance floor, Monique smiled and shrugged as she left, Kim waived and headed for the bar, the bartender came over and she ordered, "Coke"
When she got her drink she sat transfixed starring into it, her whole argument with Ron seemed like a bad dream, "I shouldn't have harshed on him…but he made me so mad, he didn't have to do that."
The local club dance stud strolled up to Kim at the bar and began to talk to her in Hebrew, she glared at him, "Get lost."
She closed her eyes as she realized how he was dressed, tight pants to accentuate his crotch, suspenders and no shirt so he could proudly display his chest hair, he had black curly hair and a mustache, Kim was trying hard not to laugh, "Ohhhhh my God, he looks like Mario from the Nintendo games, Mario is hitting on me…Glad Ron isn't here, he'd get mad and set the poor guys chest hair on fire...Then again…that might have been fun to watch."
"Ahhhhhhhh an American, I speak English…Come dance with me, pretty lady like you shouldn't be alone." The man said hopefully.
Kim grimaced as she also noticed that the man was beginning to sweat, she shook her head once again and motioned to her shirt, "No…Noooooo, I don't want to stain my top."
The man started to dance, "My name is Martel and I have a meter long…"
Monique cut in between the two of them, "Kim this place is great…We should have made Ron come here."
Kim put on a tight smile, "Yeaaaaa I think your right."
Tirza smiled, "I am a dancing food."
Monique laughed, "FOOL, Tirza not food."
The hairy sweaty man tapped on Monique's shoulder, "You must introduce me to your beautiful friend."
She looked at the sweaty man and then at Kim, she smiled queasily and gave her a look of pure panic. Monique smiled, "Ohhhhhhh sorry, Christy's genital herpes are flaring up this month so…She's not really up for…contact if you know what I mean?"
The man's smile suddenly vanished, "Martel is going to find someone new to dance with, would you like to dance?"
Tirza lost his grin and pulled the man's left side suspender out and let it snap, that got Martel's attention and then he told him very quietly in Hebrew, "I think it would be wise for you to walk away now."
Martel swallowed hard, then he recovered his bravado and pointed at Kim and Monique with both hands and said, "Later"
Kim punched Monique hard in the arm, "Did you have to tell a total stranger that I have a sexually transmitted disease?"
Monique laughed, "So what, you'll never see him again."
She brightened, "That's true."
Tirza grabbed Monique by the arm, "Dance, Dance, Dance" and led her back out to the dance floor.
She turned and waived at Kim as they headed back out to dance, "Tirza does like to dance…I…I wish Ron were here, now I feel bad…Ron…you are a jerk."
Ron found Sergei in the barracks, "Your back early, I didn't expect to see you for a few days since you were given the week off."
Ron shrugged, "I got in a fight with Kim and then I was on a bus back here."
"Bina…hates you if that makes you feel any better." Sergei said with a laugh.
He thought about it for a few minutes, "Yes that does make me feel better."
"So you and Kim are fighting, so you have decided to go with Bonnie?" Sergei asked not sure what Ron's reaction would be.
Ron shook his head, "No…I was…picking on Kim and she got mad at me."
Sergei looked at his watch, "Time to drink?"
"Time to drink." Ron agreed.
They went to the PX and Sergei bought a tall bottle of vodka and Ron looked around nervously, and then he said to the man behind the cash register, "Whatever is cheap and is that size." He said pointing at Sergei's bottle.
They found their familiar spot behind the Armored Personnel Carriers and the concrete barricades and settled in to start drinking. Ron opened his bottle and took a swig and made a face, "This tastes awful."
"Who cares it is cheap." Sergei told him as he took a long pull off of his bottle.
Ron took another drink from his bottle and this time he managed to not make a face, "Kim is very mad at me."
Sergei took another drink, "What did you do?"
He waived a hand as if he were trying to shoo a fly, "It was stupid really…I was telling her that she was going to forget me the minute she got home…Then she got mad."
Sergei rubbed his face, "Hell with her then."
Ron chuckled as he took another swig from the bottle, "Yes…hell with her."
"So you are not thinking about marrying her and having fat babies anymore?" Sergei asked.
His mood changed to one of deep sadness, "That kind of life…is not possible for me."
Sergei began laughing and Ron shook his head, "What?"
"You are afraid the babies will glow blue?" Sergei said before he began laughing again.
Ron began laughing, "I do not glow blue and I do not float in the air."
"Yes you do…I saw you." Sergei said shaking his head.
Ron smiled and shook his head again, "You were drunk."
"I was not drinking and you were blue and floating…How do you do that?" Sergei said with a straight face.
Kim was sitting at the bar and began feeling flushed and then light headed, "Ohhhhhh noooooo Ron's drinking again."
Monique came back over with Tirza, she was trying to fan herself, "I'm getting hot, want to head outside to cool down…January weather should cool me off quick."
Kim waived a hand, "OK…Then…I want to find Ron and tell him I'm sorry."
Monique did a double take, "You feeling alright?"
She shook her head, "I'm fine but Ron is sad and he's drinking."
Tirza began tugging on Monique again, "Dance, Dance, Dancing food"
"FOOL, not food…you crazy…guy." She said as she began tugging him the other way.
Kim slid off the barstool, and followed the two out side, Tirza gave her a questioning look, she smiled at him, "Ronnie's drinking."
Once in the cool night air Tirza slid up closer to Monique and put his hands on her hips and began doing a bump and grind dance with her, she giggled and pushed him away and then tugged him back to her and began to kiss him passionately.
Kim stood next to Monique blinking her eyes and then she tugged on her shirt, "We have to go back to the base so I can find Ron."
Tirza bent down and began kissing her neck, Monique's eyes rolled up in her head and she waived at Kim and mouthed the word 'Later' at her.
Kim pulled at Monique's shirt again, "We have to go back to the base so I can find Ron." She said more urgently.
Monique frowned and broke off from Tirza and smiled, "We have to get rid of Kim so she can find Ron."
Tirza looked at her and shook his head not quite understanding what Monique was telling him. She frowned, and grabbed his hand, "Let's go."
Kim followed along behind them and climbed into the back seat, Monique turned and glared at her, "You really know how to screw things up."
She shrugged, "What?"
Tirza smiled at Monique, "You are making my penis hard."
Kim bit her lower lip to keep from laughing, Monique leaned over and kissed him and patted his hand, "You keep that idea in mind…OK?"
Tirza nodded his head, "OK…Dancing Food."
Monique winced as she started the fiat and began the short trip back to Tulkharm, once they pulled into the parking lot; Tirza began to direct them back towards the APC's where he knew Ron would be.
Kim spotted the two men trying to remain out of sight, "There he is, stop the car."
They all got out of the car, Kim walked quickly to where Ron was hiding and Monique tugged Tirza into the backseat. Kim walked up to Ron and smiled, "What are you doing?"
Ron blinked and pulled his bottle out from beside him, "Drinking"
Kim put her hands on her hips and shook her head, "The least you could have done was invite me."
Then she sat down next to him and nodded at Sergei, "Shalom Sergei…So…Ron, what are we drinking?"
Sergei blinked unsure if Ron was in trouble or not, "Shalom Kim"
Ron finally found his voice, "Ummm…I…it's brown."
She held out her hand and Kim took the bottle and took a swig, her face scrunched up into a look of disgust, "Ughhhhh…This is awful."
He shrugged and took a swig and then wiped his mouth, "It was cheap."
Sergei tried to get up and then he sat back down again, "I would leave but my legs will not let me."
Kim nodded, "Ron…I'm sorry about…earlier…I…"
"No…it was my fault…I didn't mean to make you mad." Ron said quietly as he tried to cap the bottle before Kim took it away from him.
She took another swig from the bottle and coughed, "This is really rancid."
Ron smiled and took another drink, "I told you…it was cheap."
Sergei drained the last of his bottle, "All gone…I have to get up early…So…"
He managed to claw his way up to his feet and then he stretched and looked at the fiat as it began rocking back and forth, "Tirza is getting laid." Sergei observed and then he started laughing.
Ron began giggling and Kim popped her head up and smiled, "Monique is such a slut, she'll fall on her back for anyone."
Ron looked up just in time to see Monique sit up before Tirza wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back down to him. Ron cocked his head to the side and corrected Kim, "Actually I think that's Tirza on his back."
Sergei shook his head and staggered away, "I will see you later…Ronnie."
Kim scooted closer to Ron and took the bottle from him and took another drink, "Ronnie…I'm cold."
Ron pulled off green army sweater and she put it on. When she had it on he pulled her closer, "Better?"
She nodded and giggled; "Now you're going to get cold."
He shook his head and took another drink, "Antifreeze"
Kim giggled and cuddled up closer to Ron and began humming a song, he recognized it almost immediately, "Cracklin' Rosie get on board….da, da, da duh..da…I don't remember the words."
She smiled and finished the bottle off, "All gone…Hey, I really didn't mean…"
He waived his hand, "Forget it…I should have known when to shut up and not pushed your buttons."
Kim gave him a very drunken puppy dog pout, "You were a jerk."
Ron laughed at the sight of the famous puppy dog pout, "Ohhhhhhh…So you agree it was my fault."
She shook her head, "That was never in doubt, and I'm just sorry…I said those things."
He shrugged, "Ahhhhh…I don't want to talk about it anymore."
Kim put her hand on the side of Ron's face and turned him to her, she began to kiss him gently, "Drinking makes me horny."
Ron smiled and said under his breath, "Booyah"
She began laughing; Ron pulled back, "What?"
Kim smiled at him, "Remember that time…You spent the night and I was getting ready to…You know…Then mom walked in and threw water on us?"
He nodded, "Ohhhhhh yeaaaaa, that's something you just don't forget."
They began laughing and Ron shook his head, "I thought she was going to kill us."
"I remember kissing my way down past your stomach and opening my eyes just in time to see all the water heading towards us…Mom wanted to kill me." Kim said as she began laughing hysterically.
Ron smiled and pulled her closer and kissed her on the head, "Funny now…man…that seems like years ago now."
Kim frowned and nodded, "It was only…what…nine months ago?"
He wiped a tear from his eye and chuckled, "I'm sorry about McDonalds…I…never had a fight with a girlfriend before."
She winced, "I could tell…Why didn't you yell at me?"
"I…I don't know…I just…" Ron fell silent and looked at his bandaged hand, "Because I didn't know what to say."
Kim didn't press the subject it was clear Ron didn't want to talk about it anymore, she poked her head up from behind the concrete barricade, "I think they're done, the car quit shaking."
Ron struggled to his feet and helped Kim up, They walked towards the car just as the passenger side door opened and Monique fell out onto the ground, "Shit…stupid panty hose, forget it, I'll put them on later."
Kim laughed, "Problems?"
Monique smiled as she threw the offending garments into the front seat, "I see why guys don't like pantyhose."
Ron was wobbling and smiling at Monique drunkenly, "You weren't too hard on Tirza, he has to be on duty tomorrow."
Monique giggled, "Sorry Ron, I was only thinking of myself."
Tirza came out of the backseat pulling up his pants, "Roniieeeeeeee"
He smiled, "Tirzaaaaaaaaaaa"
Tirza smiled, "Monique is wonderful, want to know what we were doing in the backseat."
Ron shook his head, "Nooooooooo"
He began laughing as he realized that Ron was drunk, "Ronnie, I want you and Sergei to only talk to me in English, I want to be able to talk to Monique."
Ron smiled, "Your assuming of course that Monique speaks English."
Tirza looked at him questioningly. "English?"
Kim grabbed Ron and pushed him into the backseat, "Sorry, my turn."
Tirza walked around to the driver's side of the car and kissed her goodbye as Kim and Ron began pawing each other drunkenly in the backseat, Monique put a hand to Tirza's face, "I'll be back tomorrow night."
Tirza smiled, "Tomorrow…OooooooK."
She chuckled and waived at him as she started the car and pulled out of the secret spot by the APC's and headed for the exit. The car began to shimmy as the two in the backseat started to wrestle each other.
Monique looked into the rearview mirror and saw Ron sitting up with a big stupid grin, she pulled onto the highway to head back to Tel Aviv and then glanced into the backseat. It was then that she saw the reason for Ron's grin, Kim's head was bobbing up and down in his lap, "Damn…can't you two wait till we get to Tel Aviv?"
Ron opened his eyes and shook his head drunkenly, "NoooooooOHHhhhhhhhhh"
She drove glancing into the back seat from time to time, "Never thought Kim could be so freaky…Then again…She has been drinking."
The ride continued for another ten minutes and then she heard Kim gagging and spitting in the backseat, "RONNNNNNNNN…You could have at least warned me."
Monique grinned trying hard not to laugh, "Now that's the Kim I know."
Ron began giggling, "Kim, mean people suck, nice people swallow."
"Don't you ever think I'm going to be that 'nice'." Kim scolded him.
Once they arrived at the King David Hotel, Monique was sick of both of them and their nonstop slap and tickle marathon that was going on in the backseat. She went into her room and lay on her bed and began thinking about Tirza, "I wish he spoke English, then again if he spoke English…He might not ever shut up."
Monique giggled as she thought about how the evening went, "Dancing food, he is sooooo cute…I wonder…if…Club Banana would open a store over here if I could manage it…and be closer to him?"
She stood up and began to undress for the night, "This is crazy, I don't know him that well, he's like a love sick puppy…He was never with a girl before, I could tell by how he shook…Had to whisper sweet things in his ear to calm him down, I wonder if he understood me?"
Once her nightgown was on she turned on the television and watched shows that she didn't understand but it really didn't matter to her, she wasn't paying attention, "I wish I could talk to Ron and find out more about Tirza, I don't really want Kim knowing what I'm thinking…She'd give me that look and tell me I'm crazy….Ron is such a jerk, he's changed…I don't think Kim realizes it yet…I would have punched him in the mouth at McDonalds…Then again…Kim's trying to rush him along, he wants to go slow….I don't know."
She watched what she thought was a news show, there were dozens of men waiving AK-47's in the air, their faces covered with their kuffiyeh that they wore on their heads that wrapped around their necks and faces, "This is not the safest part of the world, what happens…No Tirza's a medic, he won't get…killed, or would he? He's still a soldier though, that goon at the club found that out…I thought I was going to have to get rid of him, but he just said a few words and that man left quickly."
She frowned and turned off the television, "What am I thinking, I don't even know him that well, Ron set us up as a joke…He's sooooo sweet, I'm not used to being fawned over, that was a nice experience." She smiled at the memory of the dinner they had in Bad Hannah, "Ron shouldn't have taught him those things, when Sergei told him what they meant…He was crushed…It was funny seeing him punch Ron, served him right."
Morning came and then the afternoon, Monique had heard nothing from Kim so she got dressed and walked across the hall and knocked on her door, after a length of time the door opened and a very bewildered Kim opened it wrapped in a bed spread, "Hi"
Monique shook her head, "Hard night?"
Kim giggled, "Real hard night."
She moved out of the way and let her friend in, Monique stopped almost immediately the once elegant hotel room was in a shambles, "What happened in here?"
"Mystical Monkey Meat." Kim said wistfully.
Monique shook her head, "What?"
Kim giggled and lay back down on the bed, "Ron…was a little rambunctious last night, never thought he'd run out of steam…didn't really want him to actually."
She looked around at the damage and then to the damage that was done on Kim, she was covered in hickies and bite marks, "You alright?"
Kim smiled and nodded, "Ummmmm hmmmmm…I'm just glad I didn't have a stick of butter handy."
Monique made a face, "What? Where's Ron?"
"He left for Netanya to meet up with that shop owner…Took the bus I think." Kim said giggling.
She frowned at Kim, "Get dressed, I want to go see Tirza, we leave tomorrow."
"You really like him?" Kim said looking up from the bed.
She frowned at her, "Of course I like him…I just…wish we had more time together."
Kim giggled, "You are serious."
"I'll give you a half hour, and then I'm going to Tulkharm with or without you." Monique said as she walked out of the room.
Ron rode the bus to Netanya and back to Hertzel Street on Liberty Square, the two and a half hour bus ride went by quickly because he slept all the way up. When he awoke he reflected on the previous night with a smile, "Man, have to remember to take Kim drinking more often…We tore the shit out of that room last night."
Then a big smile came over his face, "I knew she'd become a nice person if I gave her a little more time."
The bus let him off a few blocks from the store and he walked the rest of the way there, he was wearing the new clothes that Kim had bought him, "I look spankin', at least that's what Kim said….Then again she was barely conscious."
Ron reached the store and opened the door and walked in, "I wonder if she was serious about buying a stick of butter?"
He waived at Mr. Seitzman, "Shalom"
"Ahhhhhh Private Stoppable, are you ready to go to Haifa?"
Ron nodded and thenhe followed Mr. Seitzmanaround back to his car and they got in, "I feel like I've been riding all day, Kim, bus, car."
Mr. Seitzman smiled, "You look tired, long day?"
Ron smiled, "Long night with my girlfriend."
There was a knowing chuckle from the older man, "Ahhhhhhhh I seem to remember having a few of those back in the day."
He nodded at the old man, "So what exactly are we looking for?"
Mr. Seitzman looked at him, "We are looking for outstanding diamonds, and trying to avoid the cheats."
Ron nodded, "I guess I'll just wait till we get there."
They arrived in Haifa and entered the city on Hatwat Golani Blvd then they found their destination Talpiot Market, an open air market by day and one of Israel's most thriving diamond exchanges on Wednesday evenings
Ron walked into the market square with Mr. Seitzman, "I only want you to look at the diamonds, you let me do the talking."
He nodded and looked at the collection of men milling about with brief cases and multi drawer jewel boxes; there were many Hasidic Jews with their black suits, long beards, bowler hats, and long curls.
Mr. Seitzman waived to him to come over to a group of them, they eyed Ron with amusement. One of the older men addressed Mr. Seitzman, "So Ira who is the little one?"
He smiled and put his hand on Ron's shoulder, "This is my daughter's middle son Ronnie, I am having him help me today because my eyes are not that good any more."
"Well let us see if this one knows his stuff." The older man said as he laid his brief case on a table.
Mr. Seitzman handed Ron a jewelers glass, he took it and then took a diamond from the a small little envelope and held it up to the light, "Garbage"
The man flinched; as Ron picked up another envelope and selected another diamond, "Not bad"
He picked up another envelope and took a third diamond out and looked at it and then looked at the man, "Industrial grade?"
The man sighed as he pulled another envelope out of his pocket and handed it to Ron, "He knows his stuff Ira."
Ron looked at the latest sample, "Nice"
Then he looked at the rest and nodded to Mr. Seitzman, "Sooooo hiding your good stuff from me are you Benji?"
The man looked offended, "Now Ira, I just forgot to pack them in the case."
Ron walked a short distance while the men haggled over the price of the diamonds. He looked at some of the other diamond vendor's wares and nodded, it was then he noticed a man eyeing him suspiciously.
He looked him over out of the corner of his eyes, "Big guy, six foot maybe, mean looking, nice suit…no sense looking for trouble, best find dear grandpa and steer him clear."
Mr. Seitzman was clearly happy, "Let us try Bergman, he usually has nice stuff."
He pulled Ron over and gave the man called Bergman the same story, Ron noticed the man that was watching him also went to the same side of the market. His attention was returned to diamonds as the jewelers glass was forced back into his hand, Ron took a diamond, "Glass"
"Glass, that is not glass, this is an outrage, the boy doesn't know what he is looking at." The man known as Bergman wailed.
Ron looked at Mr. Seitzman and shook his head, "Let us try someone else, this man would not carry on like a school girl if he had anything of real value to look at."
The man held up his hands, "Wait, wait just a second, I just remembered that I have these in my pocket."
He pulled out a black felt bag and handed it to Ron, he pulled a diamond out of it and examined it, "Now this is more like it."
He looked at several more in the bag and nodded his head, Mr. Seitzman began haggling on the price and Ron turned to look for the man but he was gone, then he heard a very menacing voice from behind him, "Do not turn around, you need to go into the restroom….NOW."
Ron nodded his head and told Mr. Seitzman that he would be back shortly, and then he made his way to the restroom, "What is going on here?"
Once they were out of sight the man walked with him into the bathroom and then locked the door, and then he pushed Ron into the wall hard, "I know everyone here, but I do not know you….How do you explain this?"
The man's voice echoed off the walls in the large men's room, there were four stalls and four urinals and across from them was a round sink with a ring around the bottom of it that you stepped on when you were ready to wash your hands.
Ron blinked and then answered with a cheery grin, "I am a shy person by nature."
"You are a clown, I do not like clowns." The man said before he slapped Ron.
Ron grabbed the man quickly with left hand on the back of his hair and his right hand on his chin, twisted quickly and took him to the ground and growled in his face, "You do not like clowns and I do not like monkeys…So what?"
The man grinned, "A tough guy, Ms. Sakorov will not like you."
The man began to struggle and then Ron realized that he knew what he was doing as a leg came up and caught him across the chest just enough to knock him to the side, he rolled off and gained his feet as quickly as he could..
The man was up and moving towards Ron quickly, he reached out for his throat but Ron blocked the move and tried in return to punch the man in the throat. He missed but the man's next move didn't as Ron caught a knee to the stomach.
Ron had back peddled just enough to keep the wind from being forced from his lungs, he moved to the right side of the man and kicked savagely at the side of the man's knee trying to break it.
He missed but the managed to stomp on the man's insole and when he pulled his foot away he was off balance and Ron was able to slam the palm of his hand onto the bridge of the man's nose breaking it.
The man then punched Ron hard in the mouth sending him towards the urinals, as the man pressed his attack on the new advantage he had on him, Ron slid to the floor and kicked the man in the groin sending him to the other side of the restroom, he stumbled backwards into the round sink.
Ron wasted no time in getting to his feet, both men were breathing heavily from the exertion, he glanced at himself in the mirror and could see blood coming from his mouth, he looked at the man and yelled, "SO NOW WHAT?"
The man was breathing hard and then he growled, "You are more trouble than I thought, time for you to die."
He started to reach into his suit coat, one word flashed into Ron's mind, "GUN"
Ron ran at him as fast as he could and before the man could bring the pistol up to shoot him, he had grabbed him by the wrist and the two began wrestling for control of it, Ron twisted the gun arm and in desperation he punched the man hard in the elbow. He was rewarded with a snapping sound and then he heard the gun clatter to floor, the man yelped with pain and then Ron was behind the man as he was still trying to reach for the gun with his good arm.
Ron had his right arm wrapped around the man's throat and his left hand was on the side of the man's head. The man realized that Ron was about to snap his neck when he stood up quickly and backed into the wall as hard as he could. Ron let out a groan and then noticed that the sounds of their struggle were echoing off the walls of the restroom.
He continued to hold the man as tight as he could as he slammed him into the wall again and again. Ron was starting to see spots and knew he had to end this fight quick so he twisted the man's head as hard as he could, there was a loud 'Crack' and then both men slumped to the floor.
Ron sat there panting, then he pushed the man off of him, his head rolled on his shoulders at an unnatural angle, "What the hell?"
Then the alarm bells went off in his head, "Oh No, I've just killed a guy in a restroom and I have no idea what this is over…I still exist so this guy must be…evil…Hide the body and try to figure all this out later."
Ron dragged the man into a stall and sat the lifeless form on a stool, the man slumped forward and he pushed him back upright and then the man slumped to the left against the partition wall, "Good enough."
He closed the door to the stall and saw there was an indentation on the doors locking mechanism so that maintenance people could lock the stall from the outside should it be necessary to make a stall out of order. Ron pulled out a coin and inserted it into the slot and twisted hard locking the door. His attention was diverted by a knock at the door, "Open the damn door, I have to pee."
He shook his head and cleaned himself up as best he could, he then reached down and picked up the pistol and looked at it, "Glock Firearms, model 19, 9mm parabellum…cool."
Ron pushed the pistol into the waist band of his pants and pulled his shirt down over it to hide the gun and then unlocked the door and stood to the side as a man raced by. Ron turned and watched the man run to a urinal and then he rejoined the diamond merchants.
He found Mr. Seitzman and he did a double take at Ron's appearance, "What happened to you?"
He shrugged, "Fell in."
Mr. Seitzman nodded, "I have purchased enough good diamonds to last for a while, would you mind very much if we left?"
Ron smiled, "No…no arguments from me."
Mr. Seitzman drove Ron back to Tulkharm and dropped him off, but before he left waived for Ron to come back over to his car and he pulled out a small envelope and dropped a small handful of diamonds into it, "This is for your help today."
He smiled and nodded as he took the envelope, "Thank you."
"You come back to the shop next time you are on leave and I will show you how to make jewelry." Mr. Seitzman said happily.
Ron nodded his head, "Sounds great, I will be there as soon as I can."
He walked back to the barracks smiling, suddenly his busted lips didn't hurt as much, his arms weren't so heavy, his back wasn't aching as badly and then he saw Kim, Monique and Tirza.
Kim spotted him right away, "Ron…What happened to you?"
He smiled and shrugged, "Diamond buying is a full contact sport."
She raised an eyebrow, "Ron"
Ron looked around and then he told Monique and Tirza to wait for them in the parking lot, "Kim….follow me."
He walked her back towards the barracks and took her to his bunk, "This is my home away from home."
Kim nodded and looked at the other bunks lined up and down the length of the building, "Not very private are they?"
Ron shook his head and opened his footlocker and pulled out the pistol and looked at Kim, "Someone tried to kill me in Haifa."
Kim tilted her head, "What? Why?"
He shook his head, "I don't know…said he didn't like clowns and that Ms. Sakorov wouldn't be happy with me…Weird."
Kim pointed to the bags on the bed, "I brought the rest of your clothes over."
Ron smiled and quickly changed, Kim flinched as she saw the bruises on his back and the deep red scratch marks, "Ron…Where did you get all those bruises and scratches from?"
He smiled, "Bruises were from the fight…Scratches were from you…Last night."
Kim rolled her eyes and giggled, "Oh yea"
Ron pulled on a new shirt and then looked at himself in a small mirror, Kim came up from behind and hugged him, "I'm glad your alright….We went by a market earlier…I bought some sticks of butter."
He grinned and then turned to hug her, "Here we go again."