Thus I could hold the handlebar sitting almost close to the rear end of the seat. She sat behind me.Noticing that I was forcing her to sit by rubbing ...er body against mine. She didn’t seem to mind it. Which gave me green signal. We left and on the way back I asked her number and she punched them in my cell. That’s how our texts started into late night texts and romance.(fast forwarding a couple of days…)She seemed very interested in my personal life and if I had a gf and she was very open in. "It is Briana." Family name?"Kilby frowned. It had been in the orientation book for Briana. Back whenit had been a simple assignment. "Something like O Rothlain or so." Got it." The NPC gave Kilby a beaming smile again. "Say, you look likean astute young woman. Would you mind helping me out a little?"Kilby suppressed a sigh. It was like the NPC tried to remind him that hewas now trapped as a woman for the foreseeable future. "Sure?" Down that path is a pond. I used to go there all the time, but. " Great," Mike said, beaming. "Great! I'll let Steve know!"Jen sipped her wine as she listened to Steve. He had taken her to the nicest restaurant in town, albeit the town next to where they lived. Jen was, honestly, captivated by what he was saying. This was the first time she had ever really spoken to him, and she found him incredibly interesting. She also found him to be very charming. She used to think of him as over-confident, bordering on arrogant. Now, see saw him as exceedingly. Several Muslim nations applauded Somalia's emergence from what they called, "the dark cloud of brutal regimes hiding behind the curtain of Islam." None of the current warlords, despots, strongmen, or military juntas was receiving favorable treatment from moderate Muslims, and they were finding new pockets of hard resistance where there was none before.The pushback was costing the warlords millions, if not billions, and one-by-one, they started to be deposed. The first junta collapsed in.