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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kevin Perrine" data-source="post: 1627214" data-attributes="member: 20347">Mustang Sally"burrzzzzzzuurrrzzzzzz..."   Sally still imagining herself on the arm of a strapping young gent with platnum blond hair and ice blue eyes,  WHILE HANGING FROM A ROCKET SHIP over the Gorge of Annihilation on the blue side of the moon!!With a child-like glee the "little girl" starts goofing making her hand into a pretend spaceship,  zipping around her head.And then she comes to a realitization..."... oh man...  I hope they like me..."just then..."Male on the floor!" a familiar voice echoes across the hangar.  "Mustang Sally, please come meet your fellow squad members!"Sally quickly snaps back to Earth, slipping on the military docs that she'd lain about the floor around her.  ahh, geeeze I don't even have my aviator costume on let alone military fatigues! Sally thought as she quickly cleaned up the mess she'd made.  Pulling on a white canvas sneaker she grabbed a bobby-pin and prodded it into her hair to be *presentable*.  Sally didn't look bad at all,  she just looked like an 18 year old -  relaxed and maybe ready to go down to the sock-hop.Turning the corner from her bunk quarters Sally stutter-stepped, hopping on one foot to get the second sneaker on.  From the ground up our "little girl" had no socks on under her sneakers.  Her capris khakis hung down to her calf, and showed a bit of her tummy.  She had a breezey blouse on, sort of a light flowered pattern and a white top under it.  Her hair pinned back and lightened from the sun was normally an auburn brown  -  as were her eyes.To look at her you'd think she was the daughter of one of the generals hanging around the base...Cute.Young.Spunky.In fact, you might not even give young Sally a passing glance with the other women in the barracks...  But then that sparkle,  that something extra - that normal people don't have catches your attention...  as her voice cracks..."Ummm,  hey sir... uhhh....  I mean...  SIR Yes sir!  Sally Singer reporting for ... ummm.... duty..."   trailing to a whisper  "are we in the duty part yet?.?.?..."  Sally stands to attention.  She knows the military.  She knows how to be ready...  but she just wasn't ready.....  Sally didn't plan to meet her teammates tonight...  "ooops"  she thought,  looking up at them with her best puppydog eyes.Slouching from attention, kicking one foot behind the other, ducking her shoulders and looking at her feet as she toyed with her hands in front of her.Finally looking up with a little hand wave  and  a big smile.</blockquote>

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