"I hit a switch on the wall outside the bedroom and the house went into darkness before I turned on the lamp for the bedroom."Toss your purse wherever.... It's time for me to hit the sack. Feel free to use the shower or tub if you need it. You can just jump in bed when you're ready." We're sleeping in the same bed?" What part of one bed did you fail to comprehend during the tour?" OK I get it." I started shucking clothes while she was standing next to the bed. She tossed her purse on the low. The epitome of "tall, dark and handsome," he was the subject of most of my late night erotic dreams. I'd never tell him that, though. We had a nice, simple, friendly relationship and I liked it that way. From all indications, he did, too. Sometimes fantasies are nicer when they never come true."I don't need anything."Remy never just lets himself in. He looked about as nervous as a class jock at a high school reunion. I looked him dead in the eye and raised my eyebrows."Okay," he said, smiling. I contacted Susan, and she set up a plane to take the 12 of us to Kabul. From there, we traveled to Kandahar by military convoy.As predicted by our guide, we were sniped at several times during the trip, and we arrived after dark. That would have been dangerous for anyone else, but we were not worried. We spent the night in a company barracks while everyone else caught up on their sleep. The next morning, we were issued our weapons and other supplies. We were pointed toward Pakistan and went. “They still don’t laugh at my jokes.”“Yes, but I actually have a chance to get into your drawers,” I replied.“A very, very good chance,” she said, smiling at me. “Seriously ... do you mind handling this? I know it’s going to be the same questions over and over again and I’m just ... worn out from it. I’m worried that I’ll get shitty by the fifth or sixth message and that would look really bad right now. I would like to meet your neighbors but I’ll sit with you if you want me to.”“No,” I said..