Our graduation was finally over. Two hours of standing there sweating in a hot gym, the command released us and the DI told us we could find our famil...es and were released to them until 0700 tomorrow morning. He then told the ones of us that didn’t have any family that we were to report to the barracks and change and we could visit the post and were to return by 1800 hours. Damn. That is only 4 hours. I was pissed knowing he would be waiting for us when we got back to the barracks. Everyone was. I rode my bike around to the parking as she waited for me. She was dressed in an abaya as usual, with the fitting burqa showing glimpses of her curvy body. I could see Aunt Sheen was only carrying her purse and saw no bags with her.She signaled me to park the bike in the underground parking lot and wait for her there.I was waiting for almost half hour, silently trying to figure out what would happen and how it would go down. It was the first time I was taking a mature woman, that too my older. Upon a simple impression, it doesn't seem to be anything valuable or different. Inside, however, behind the black cover, spreads an ornately fonted preface of some sort. Reading it, it says...Somewhere, at some point, everyone draws a line.Where do you draw yours?...or, perhaps, there's no need to answer that. After all, since you're the one in possession of the great Drawbook, you don't need to worry, now, do you?Of course not.Instead, you must be wondering, what should I know to get this to. When the song ended the band took a break. Soon a middle aged couple came up and asked if they ould set at my table. I said sure have a seat. They asked me if I worked for the company? I said no that my wife did. They glanced around and asked where she was? I made up a story about her stepping outside to use the phone. We sat there for at least thirty minutes. The lady asked if I thought everything was OK that my wife had been gone for a long time. I said I'm sure my wife is just fine and that.