He’s our man.”I was proud of Elroy. He didn’t bother to call until after all the Sunday morning shows were over. We’d watched them while eatin... breakfast. Apparently, my impression on the Soviets had scared the shit out of them. It hadn’t helped that someone had filmed me in Afghanistan, casually carrying the BRDM through the air, then tossing it like it was a simple children’s toy. There had been a Reuters news crew doing a simple story on road construction in Moscow, and they’d managed to. My husband was over until very late visiting his family across town and for some reason I decided to take Jeff's joke seriously and accepted his offer to go out, saying that I had time for a couple of drinks. I figured that I would still be home before my husband and I was attracted to Jeff. We went to a local club a mile or so away from work, with a couple of Jeff's friends and Jeff and I sat in the back seat of the car. I guess I expected something to happen or I wouldn't have accepted his. “You shouldn’t actually come on time for a cocktail party,” she said, holding my hand and walked inside. There were people arranging decorations. She told me it’s her husband’s business get-together.He taught business subjects and had these parties to socialize with business people. He had stepped out to get some booze for the party.I noticed her thick eyebrows that I saw this morning were plucked too thin lines and commented on it. “Ahh, I was going to fix them,” she said, walking towards a. ” “Rich was unfaithful?” “Actually, no, he wasn’t. He was quite frank about how some of the coeds and even a few of the faculty wives would come on to him. He thought it was funny, really.” “Why?” “He wasn’t a player anymore,” she explained. “He wouldn’t be scoring the touchdowns or catching the big pass. He couldn’t understand why they would still be interested in him.” “But, he is still attractive.” Janice smiled. “That he is.” “So, how did you come to be, should I say, open-minded about your.