“Yes Ma-am just a moment; there are two troopers at the toll booth. Pull off by the admin building; they will be waiting for you. Is this line hands...free, can you leave it open?” the voice replied.“Yes I can,” I replied.I had called on my personal JBG phone that was linked in the Suburban. The State Department phone was in the console getting fully charged. It was hands free, if I need it while it was in the rack.I pulled up behind the two trooper cars with the lights on. The trooper from the. We all hanged out together and she watched me go through 8 or 9 girls in a year period. I could tell her attraction had started building with me. Some of the girls I had been with told me she was asking questions about me and wanting to know personal details. Well my best friend had been getting on my nerves for sometime now. He was such a mooch. Never had money and I felt he was just a user and not a giver. One day after work we all meet and decided to go swimming in the lake behind my house.. I immediately realized the problem…her apartment was too short. She was trying to do about five feet more routine than she had space for. I told her that my apartment would be better for her, that it was laid out differently, and that I had more room than she needed.She put on her tiny robe and followed me over to my apartment. Once she looked my place over she smiled knowing that I was right. She looked at the camera in my hands and told me that a few more pictures of her nude couldn’t hurt.. Or call to reach out and connect me to her. Even though I knew she was out on a date with another man, I was literally aching for even the smallest sliver of a connection with her.But as the hours ticked by, nothing. Nada. Rien. Not even a dicky bird. I thought about texting Sue myself. But this might annoy her and be counterproductive. The last thing I wanted was to appear needy to Sue.As I waited and watched a succession of movies to try and occupy myself, my mind went back to how we’d got.