It made having sex so much easier and besides, I was going to do a tour of duty in Afghanistan and I would have someone to watch my belongings, what l...ttle I had. I told her if she could be faithful to me that I would marry her when I returned, and take her back to the states where I finished my career. I didn’t tell her exactly when I would be back from Afghanistan. I was going to keep my promise if she kept hers. To make a long story short, I beat the shit out of her lover and kicked both. .. (The two roughnecks from the bar are crouched in the street ahead of him.)Roughneck 2: All right, here he comes. This street is perfect.Roughneck 1: Are... are you really going to kill him?Roughneck 2: Hell yeah I am! You think I'm going to let this go?Roughneck 1: But he's a killer!Roughneck 2: Idiot! Everyone's a killer in Kyoto these days.(Behind them): Correct.(A man stands behind them, carrying two swords connected by a long length of chain.)Assassin: You'll be in the way. Leave us!(A. I was wearing just a pair of slacks and a button up shirt, figuring when I showed up that this was a more dressy sort of thing than my usual shorts and t-shirts.Natalie blinked at me and finally extended her own hand slowly. I shook it softly, not wanting to scare her away by squeezing too tight or too long. Natalie removed her hand and stood back up, still amazed to be looking at me."Why didn't you answer my emails to you? You didn't have to show up here in person," Natalie said. I watched as. Skip this part.It is relevant however, to understand what got me to where I am.I've been married to the love of my life for 15 years now. She's anattractive woman with a great personality. We love each other dearly andtalk openly about any subject. Nothing is held back. We made thatpromise from day one. She is 13 years my junior. I am now 48 years old.Do the math. I suppose no story would be complete without a descriptionof the characters.Carol (my wife) isn't a tall woman. She stands.