He changed the type of explosive and the means of delivery from the U.S.-made explosives to the Eastern European preferred explosives and she knew tha... her original gut reaction to the forensic report was now confirmed. He noted a least a half-dozen locations on the structure where the explosives were made useless and put a note to indicate they were changed to scale back the force of the explosion. The only possible conclusion was that the perpetrators did not want to cause catastrophic damage. The temperatures had fallen to minus sixty degrees without the windchill. Herb had to get up early to start his large truck to deliver bales of hay and warm water to his herd of cattle. On one particular night Nancy walked into his bedroom and slide in beside him as he slept. Not even his loud snoring deterred her from his body warmth. He had his longjohns underwear and she wore silk longjohns with her sweatshirt and pants with two pairs of white socks. Nancy cuddled up to his back and tossed. We agreed to meet at a cafe.I mostly spend every day at work, even half a day on Sunday, so only evenings were the only free time I cud spare. She wanted more of my time and suggested we spend a night together with so much hesitation.On one side, I thought how difficult it must be for her to ask like this. On another side, it sounded like a perfect recipe for disaster. But has any girl lost in such a request? I don’t think so!The day came. A three-star hotel. Good ambiance. The time was 5.45. I reset my alarm and rubbed my hands together. I set myself to writing for the next hour. The sooner I got the work done, the sooner I could go back home. I imagined Master’s face and remembered his voice. “If you don’t want to sleep in the closet tonight, I expect you to finish your work today…to my satisfaction.” “Yes, Sir,” I had said. “Yes, Sir,” I said now, under my breath. To my surprise, I got myself almost to halfway done when the alarm went off. I smiled and almost texted Master, but I.