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                                        Andrew Roller Presents
 
                                                GIRL PATROL

                                               Chapter Forty

         The computer room pulsed with lights.  A man sat in a swivel chair.  
He was overweight.  He seemed mesmerized by all his equipment, and as he 
gazed at it his eyes suddenly widened.  Suddenly he jammed his finger 
down on a buzzer.  A dog came rushing into the room.  Around its neck was 
a collar.  It looked like it had once been the waistband of a pair of 
underpants.  Three little girls came tumbling after the dog.  And then a 
rather short, fat, balding man came running into the room.
         ÒWhat is it, Arnold?Ó the littlest girl, Becky, shouted.  Arnold, 
sitting in his swivel chair, was still gazing at his closest computer 
stream.
         ÒIÕve been playing with the Time Stream,Ó Arnold said.  ÒIÕve found 
one where Adolf Hitler is about to get the atomic bomb!Ó
         ÒOh my God!Ó Kim cried.  Even Jan frowned, despite her habit of 
ordering pizza and drinking the blood of the delivery boy.  The girls began 
undressing.  The man standing behind them did too, and when he was 
almost naked, wearing just a pair of underpants that looked like theyÕd 
been shorn of their waistband, Becky went rushing past him into the other 
room.  She came running out again a moment later, holding her bear.
         ÒCÕmon, Cuddles!Ó Becky shouted.  She shoved the bear into a pouch in 
the back of her cape.  
         ÒAre you ready, Brian?Ó Kim, the oldest girl, asked the man who was 
almost naked behind her.
         ÒYep,Ó he answered.  
         ÒHold onto your underpants!Ó Kim told him.
         ÒYes!Ó Becky chimed.  ÒHold onto your underpants!Ó  Brian grabbed 
them, and it was a good thing too, for they were already sagging on his 
hips.
         ÒHurry!Ó Fat Arnold said, still staring into his computer.  ÒHitlerÕs 
discussing the plans of the bomb right now!Ó  Jan ran to the wall along one 
side of the room where the girls kept their guns racked.  Brian followed, 
as did the dog.  Brian clutched at his underpants with one hand and grabbed 
a big bag of ammunition with the other.  The dog, named Woofie, barked 
excitedly.  Then the five of them ran into a metal box standing next to the 
gun rack.  And a moment later they were gone.

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