By the time I met Julie, she was a tall, busty natural blonde whose height seemed to be 2/3 legs. I stood a few inches shorter, but unlike many guys I...was not intimidated. It also helped that she, unlike many girls, did not find shorter guys a turnoff. I would learn later that she inherited her blonde hair, long legs and large breasts from Linda, for when I arrived at their house to pick Julie up for our first date, Linda answered the door. As she told me that Julie would be ready in a minute,. The developing world was out, the West had rejected me, so what was a non-poor person to do? By nibbling the edges of respectable research I landed in Iraq and in a roundabout way Iraq ultimately brought me home to the West.Honestly, I loved Iraq. Had Saddam been a little less megalomaniacal and a little more country (even though he had a thing for Shania Twain and pork rinds) I would still probably be there. He definitely wasn't the worst despot I've worked for and he honestly believed in his. Tom Taylor and his wife Jeri lived next door to me in a small house. The neighborhood was mostly older and much larger houses. The Taylor house had been built several years back when the big house that had been there before it had burned.The elderly couple that had owned the burned house had built back a cheaper, smaller house. It looked out of place on the street.The old couple had died and the house was rented out.Tom and Jeri were kind of out of place there to. All of the other families were. "It took me about a month to recover afterwards... Icouldn't face anyone, so I left town after voting in Ivy Nickerson tobe CEO. After that I sold all of my shares and disappeared to a cabinin the mountains to recover. Honestly, I have enough money from sellingmy shares to live comfortably for the rest of my life... but I have nodesire to be in Ames anymore. I've been traveling from place to placesince then, just trying to figure out what I want in life... I know youcan relate - I have no one.