Summer was starting to make it´s prescence felt with a notable rise in temprature, and when i got back from giving riker his run, we got in and he dr...nk deep and crashed out on the cool tiles on the kitchen floor. i showered and put my robe on and went to the lounge thinking my fingers were going to be the only attention i´d be getting that night.i lay there, robe open, leg hanging off the edge of the sofa as i watched couples enjoying themselves on the screen of my laptop. i was very wet, and. She struggles for a minute to find words. "Did you just say...Did you say that you feel weird, John?" she asks with a weak smile and a furrow in her brow. She is looking at you like you are some kind of strange animal.You feel uncomfortable. You don't know why she looks so horrified. "Um...yes," you say, swallowing hard. Your lips feel fat and swollen and your throat is tight. Your voice sounds funny. You feel like you haven't spoken in quite a while.She points over her shoulder in the. She needs help with acting lessons, and maybe a tutor to help her also. All that stuff is expensive.Finally it all came to a head. We had our first major fight over this, or least she did.I told her, "that as an actress she was very limited, do to her lack of experience, and training," I also told her, " that she needs to go to acting school to get that training."For some reason that struck her wrong, or she took it the wrong way, as she fired back at me."Are you saying that my acting ability. Her husband was just back from his assignment and they spent quite a bit of time in bed the first couple of days catching up. Wanting to get the subject going, she asked him how the men on the project dealt with their sexual needs. Did they use prostitutes? Did they try to bed local women?He explained that where they were in the Middle East right now was difficult for either of those things to be done because of the culture. There were a few women on the project and several of them made it.