" "Hold on there girl." I stated. "There was nothing about last night that was disappointing." "We ate, we talked, we enjoyed each others company." "I...had a really good time, didn't you?" "Yes." She sputtered. "I just..." I held up my hand, silencing her. "Don't get me wrong, I enjoy sex with you immensely, probably as much as I do with Karen." I admitted. "But you are more to me than that." "As good as you are in bed, you are equally good out of it." "I enjoy your wit, your intelligence and. "Well,girl,what would you like to say?" Nothing, Mistress,nothing,I am sorry",Orla said meekly."Well,now," the Nun said standing up and walking quickly over to Orla. "Stand up,girl.!"Orla stood up ,everyone in the room looked at Orla. "If you cannot keep quiet sitting here then you will kneel facing the image of our founder St. Benedict Anselm," the Nun said pointing to a large painting of a Monk wearing a hooded habit, at the end of the room."You're not serious ?" Orla blurted out.Suddenly. It was the vernal equinox, I knew, or the autumnal in the northern hemisphere. And I needed to figure out what communications equipment would function best in the atmospheric conditions of the looming, Afghan winter. By the time I finished requisitioning the equipment we needed from the quartermaster And made my way back to the warehouse, most of the blokes had already cleared out. Only Cat’s Ass and the Troop Sergeant remained, chatting by the back of one of the Unimogs. “Comms gear sorted?”. "Another artificial boundary was removed when the men's and women's locker rooms and bathrooms were made unisex. Just in case we didn't get the message right away, this exercise was included to help us along. We were to all take showers together. No more instruction than that. Those who needed SPECIFIC instructions -- "Um... do we touch each other?" -- were left to figure out life for themselves. At least in the shower room.So here I was, all wet, admiring the total-body tan of the attractive.