I just stood in the doorway in my pyjamas and looked at here. Not 4 hours ago I had been talking to her online. It wasn’t possible for her to be her.... “Wha...How...?” “Quit asking questions and just kiss me”. I continued staring as she got up off the sofa in her tiny Avenged Sevenfold top and short skirt, freely showing her legs despite how much she hated showing them. As she got closer to me, I got over the shock and bounded over to where she was waiting, grabbed her round the waist and. The family talking together in Arabic and sometimes asking her questions using the Sheik to translate. How her parents were doing? Well they had died years ago. If she had brothers or sister? No. Children? No. In the end the women went all to bed and only Omar and Mary were left. She felt heavy of heart. What would happen now they had arrived at his house? Would he help her get back to England? She tried to ask if there was a French governmental office in town but his answer was there were no. We didnt go long before it was icecream time and we took a stop. In the afternoon we where almost in Trelleborg when we turned into a campsite for the first overnight stop. Gd was checking in, and we got a nice spot but a bit away from the facilities. We had a barbecue, and it was time for a shower as we have to leave really early next morning. Walked together to the servicehouse and everything was occupied. We waited for a long time when the family showers was getting free. My gd pushed me in. It was none of my business and I promise it won't happen again," he said.Miller took his extended hand and they shook, a grin appearing on Miller's face."It's something that could affect our squad, so it is your business. As to whether it happens again, I guess that's up to Rosie, but I'm certainly hoping it does!"Miller had neatly turned Roger's comment into a joke by pretending to misinterpret what he had meant by 'it happening again'. Roger had of course meant the fact that he had attacked.