She said ' she wasn't feeling well and could she go up to sick bay and see the 'sister' , to which I said "ok".A couple of days later she approached m... and said how thankful she was with the action I had taken, and could we meet sometime and have lunch together.Company policy was we should not fratenise with others.I gave the matter some thought and agreed.Early the next week we went out for lunch.As she ate her sandwich I could not keep my eyes of her breasts and clevage.Suddenly she looked up. He arose, looked over at his wife's slumping figure on the couch. She had passed out and probably couldn't be roused, even if the house was on fire. As his mind focused on what he was about to try, his heart began beating heavily in his chest. Quietly, he walked out of the living room and, with some hesitation, went to the stairs. He headed directly up to Sarah's room.His legs were shaky, his hands were trembling and his heart was pounding so hard in his chest that he wondered if he could. That narrowed the locale down to somewhere in the Middle East or North Africa. It wasn’t in Afghanistan, judging by the terrain. Still it was a large universe of ‘where.‘Io knew that Chris was doing this task about as well as she herself could. Chris didn’t have the capacity or knowledge to read the sign by the side of the road; she didn’t know the language, it was as simple as that. Chris could find it later on by reading the Arabic text from her memory and comparing it to the dictionary. Io. But, like the levelheaded man that you are, you chose to walk away without a word. And why would you? They didn't deserve your recognition. All you hope is that they're happy together knowing what they did.John frees you from your scrutinizing activity when he slides another glass toward you.“You don't know the half of it.” You sigh, taking a glance around the room. Again, you see the two women.The one closest to you, also sitting at the counter, is a woman in her twenties with long, cascading.