“If you can cope with me?” he challenged huskily, as he slowly and tentatively started to move.She did not bother to answer, but reached up and wr...pped her arms around his neck. She pressed her mouth to his.“Oh yes I can cope ... but can you handle me?”Hours later, Michael fell back onto the bed with a gasp of pure tiredness.“Woman!” he growled as Laurie curled up beside him with a smug little smile – even though she too looked worn out.Michael had never met anyone like her before. Not only had. I cooked myself a real breakfast and began cleaning the place for the distinct odor had become distinctly disgusting, even to me. The stereo was pumping out tunes when my doorbell rang.My doorbell never rings. My heart started thumping inside my chest as I was thinking, 'what if, please if there is a God in the universe, let it be her' as I was also slapping myself to get a grip on reality.Just as I opened the door I realized I was wearing my neon orange polyester sweatpants that no one has. ”“I suggest that you resign your commission.”“I anticipated that you would make that suggestion. I have the papers in my pocket,” Major Chavan said.“Hand them over!”Major Chavan carried the papers over to the General. He watched the man sign them.“I have a second copy. Would you please sign it as well?”General Sen signed the second copy and handed them back to Major Chavan. “Get out of my face, Mister.”“Yes, Sir.”Major Chavan marched out of the room attempting to look every bit a soldier. Once. She parked in the large driveway behind Tiffany's blue car, and Tiffany was waiting for her at the door."Did you find my directions easy?" asked Tiffany."Sure," said Janet as she entered the apartment.The house was small, and Tiffany had a small foyer, closet, living room, kitchen, and bedroom. The rooms were OK, but small."I also have the use of the backyard. My landlord has a BBQ, so I cook outside." Nice. I can't do that at my apartment," said Janet."How about a drink?" Wine OK?".