Can't be sure in this modern age."Now Bob doesn't just glance at something, he looks at it. He didn't flick his eyes down her sweater; he overtly drop...ed his whole head and stared down at her offerings. He cocked his head back and forth a few times, pursed his lips and nodded in admiration a few times. From the corner of my eye, I saw Natalie start to steam.He looked at her forearms and reached out towards one. "Not to be personal..." and squeezed one lightly a few times." Golf? Tennis?" he. That didn't make me feel any better."It's the timing, Victoria. She has been in Iraq for two months. She was in Israel for the month before that. I did fly in to see her between Israel and Iraq, but it was only for one day, and we didn't... do anything like that. She was two months pregnant and I haven't been... with her for over three and a half months." I was trying to calm down; I could see I was upsetting her and that was not my intention."Maybe they timed the age of the fetus wrong... that. It was in that moment that she realized that the daydreams of meeting a tall, dark, handsome stranger, who would sweep her off her feet, were just that... daydreams. She realized also that this older, slightly paunchy gentleman, possessing a shiny head, also possessed a sincere smile, a ready laugh and the bluest eyes she'd ever seen. And in that moment, she extended her hand, and pulled him to her side, in an invitation that not even he could mistake.They clung, each to the other, as survivors. She was already running through her mind what she should wear, even though she'd decided, and decided again several times already. She looked good in almost anything, but wanted to look special.She was wearing jeans and a bright blue shirt just then, but still looked fabulous, her brown hair spilling over the shoulders and her firm breasts pressing the fabric out tautly.She pushed through the doors and outside, emerging in back of the school right near the gym."Hey, bitch!" Oh shit, she.