That ideadidn't really appeal to him. First though, Chris went to the bathroom and relieved himself,feeling extremely frustrated by the torn sh...rt. It had been the mostinteresting thing to ever happen to him, and his brother had ruined it.Still furious, he looked into the mirror above the sink, and shook hishead. Chris figured that maybe he could use some calming down, so turnedon the cold water and splashed his face, feeling a little better.However, as soon as the cold water hit him,. ”“It’s no wonder. You have the sexiest voice on the phone I’ve ever heard” she said.I was a little taken back by the comment. Yes, I’ve been told I have a pleasing, and even sexy, voice, which is helpful when you do a lot of business by telephone, but there seemed to be a bit more suggestiveness to her comment, than normal. All I could think of to say was “Thank you”.“Where do you usually go for happy hour?” she asked.I told her about a hotel bar in Scottsdale that often had flight attendants. But now that I have you, I know you are not her. I did nottruly think you were her when I first saw you..." He paused and thencontinued, "In fact, I thought you were the coolest girl I'd ever seen."Alex stared at him, wide eyed... flattery in a situation like this. Sheslapped him firmly on the face and suddenly wished she'd punched himinstead. "Well I've been in her tower - she's not here. She left 90years ago!"Arren nodded again and sighed sadly, rubbing his cheek, "I see. But thedamage is. I spent all day Saturday setting up ambushes to employ my sniper skills and managed to dispatch over twenty of the enemy before I ran out of ammunition. We had been getting short on ammunition and other military supplies since the previous winter and I suspected that our production council was feeling the crunch of continuous war.At least part of the deal was that we would be able to repatriate all prisoners and we watched the shells of former soldiers hobble and crawl from the transport planes.