Robin and I rode over to the embassy with them to see them off.I input the IDs of everyone going into the JBG card system. Then I demonstrated how to ...track the convoy to the people working the duty desk so they could respond if there was an emergency and described the pecking order of people who were to be notified. I also left one of the satellite phones and a call list for everyone that had one.I had brought JBG ID cards for the guests with us and one each for Ambassadors Fauntroy, Morrison. It was broad black leather and she snapped it a couple of times. She gestured at my briefs.'I said take your clothes off.'I put my pants on the bed and stood there feeling a little foolish as "Madame" looked at me speculatively. 'You're in good shape.''Thank you.'She moved towards me and suddenly swung back-handed with the belt which cracked painfully across the back of my thighs. I gasped involuntarily.'What do you say?''Ouch.'The belt swung again, even harder this time. 'I obviously need to. He looked back and his eyes narrowed, “What did you have in mind sir?”I waved, “Forget the sir, call me Jason or skipper. I was noticing that the general seems to have forgotten to sign the decommissioning sign off sheet.”He blinked and looked down at his memo board. He scrolled through it and then looked back at me with a nasty grin, “What did you need fixed skipper?”I laughed and started walking, clapping him on the shoulder and bringing him along with me, “Well, now that you mentioned it,. ”“Now I have to ask, just how often do these ‘dalliances’ occur?”“Recently? Not very often. Up to about eighteen months ago? Quite often.”“I may regret asking this, but just how many women have you been with?”“Before or after I got married?”“Both, I guess.”“Call it roughly seventy-five before I married and about fifty since.”Melissa gasped and recoiled.“You’re serious?!”“Yes.”“Mostly in college?”“More in High School and after college than during college. By a long shot.”“That’s insane!”“Perhaps.