She responded by moving her left foot up my leg till it reached my knee. For some strange reason it seemed like she wanted to touch me.Erika whispered...something. "Keith, are you cold?" No, I'm very hot." Well, I'm really cold."I had a feeling I knew what she wanted. "Do you want more of the blanket?" That must have been why I was so hot: I was hogging most of the blanket.I turned over again, facing the wall. Our positions had changed. Erika was sleeping in the middle of the bed, relegating me. The holy cities of Kerbala and Najaf, both in Iraq, are some of the most important sites for us, after the holy city of Makkah (or Mecca) of course. According to tradition, the first Imam, Ali ibn Abi Talib, was buried at Najaf, while his son Husayn was martyred and buried at Kerbala. As such, both are major pilgrimages for us Shi’a Muslims. Moreover, many of us (myself included) even pray on turbah, or tablets made of clay from Kerbala, following in the tradition of the Prophet (PBUH). Perhaps. What complicated his tale was that he had to be careful not to mention that I had dropped the thermite bombs on the balloon.Connie and I finally escaped, and we headed to our apartment. We never left there until it was time for me to report to base for my next mission. I was very happy not to be the flight leader because that would have meant that I had to be at the base an hour earlier for the mission briefing. Jack just gave us a short-form of the briefing just before we climbed into our. Felix also reminded Jerry that they lived in a county which had not still gone for the rectification and implementation of the State law and stood for much stiffer penalties even for the possession of a minor amount. He begged Jerry to be very careful not to let his name out because for the first reason that he was the confidant of Prof. Cheryl Clark and was storing the pot for her which would not only send him to prison as well but lose the job as well which he needed as he was going to be.