“We have a meeting at the Pentagon at 0900; we have finally gotten our foot in the door for contract work with the Air Force. It will mean more work...for Morton Field with more international flights to Europe, the Middle East and Africa originating from Morton. It will be a win for the county, JBG Aviation and the Air Force. I expect more hiring will be necessary!” I replied.“When are you going back to Africa to the refugee camp?” he asked.“As soon as we get a plane load, it will go. You know,. .. I preferred to let him think that I was just barren, so perhaps he would let me go after all. Oh, fuck, I’m not worthy of you, of your haven, of any of it!” Sahar was in tears now, but I brought her closer and gave her a kiss that couldn’t have been missed.“Yeah, well, you were in mortal peril, going back to Iran could have been fatal ... can’t blame you for that ... and I wasn’t exactly what you may have been looking for ... I fucked several girls while we were together, you know. I didn’t. We took off our clothes and lay together side by side upstairs, in the big bed I shared with my husband. And in the warm yellow glow of our night light, we looked at each others' bodies. And we touched each other. We touched each others' faces, and shoulders, and arms -- each touch seemed a miracle. And we caressed each other. He stroked the steep curve over my hip down to my waist, again and again, and told me it was a marvel he couldn't believe was real. Almost right off I found a place on. I'm a photographer on the side and wanted to take photos of one of the near-by covered bridges."Come one," he said. "I'll take the rest of the afternoon off from work if you'll let me drive."I really didn't want him around while I did my photography but I said to myself, "What the hell?" Let me at least buy the gas," I replied."Deal!" he said rather quickly.It took us about an hour to get to the first remote bridge but it was everything I had imagined and more. The bridge looked like it hadn't.