I nodded for the video camera. “Yes, it looks good. We’ll want to re-test and make sure nothing has changed on the next visit, but I think we’ve... got a potential winner here.”Collin nodded and sat back.“You seem distracted, Paul.”I sighed. I was distracted. My nights had become filled with hours of matrix math theory and how it applied to the quantum state in very strong magnetic fields. I felt I was at a dead-end on my theoretical approach. I had put more of my free time into the math, knowing. As we prepared to leave, Tino's wife, Olivia, pulled me to one side and told me quietly in strongly accented English. "Look after that one, you have someone very special there!"Partly for Terry's sake; I did not want her thinking I was like her previous men, but also for my own, I was still very nervous about the idea of being with another woman, I had ordered two taxis. We walked hand in hand to greet them, the only bit of intimacy that took place. I received a chaste kiss as thank you, and we. I ask Surfer Girl to drive them back to their hotel, she agrees and they drive off into the darkness. I walk over to my car. Tattoo Chick is sitting on the hood of my car. Short skirt. long legs with high heel boots. I walk up to her and she motions with her finger for me to come closer. I do and she wraps her legs around me and gives me a big hug and a kiss. She tells me to have sex with her right there. I am still pissed off about all the stuff that has just occurred, I tell her to get her. As guys will talk, she had been discussed in several areas, and described in great detail. We had been in the snack bar one day, and a soldier that we didn't know,(at that time) asked if she was the woman who always shaved her pussy. She had been asked such questions several times previous. She simply smiled at him, and said she was one of them. She was wearing a dress that time, and told him to order something, and knock something off the table and lean down to pick it up. He knocked a napkin.