Which movie is that? Also, I'm not familiar with the 48 hour rule, though I think I get the jist of it.
Speaking of the military, I nearly signed on for a tour with the Army in a 19 episilon role (special forces, one way ticket type stuff) when this all started. I'm a little old, but I got the reqs, and they are getting pretty desperate.
I know now that would have been a form of running away worse that what she is doing. Glad I never signed the papers.
After a pretty decent night's sleep, I'm ready to admit that I got a real charge out of something last night:
Years ago (we've been together since she was 18 and I was 17), she once mentioned that she thought seeing a guy's waist line was sexy, especially if the the top of his underwear was peeking out from his pants. Now, I don't have the 6 pack that I want yet, but I have certainly gotten rid of the keg I used to have. Anyway, I was stretching last night, nothing intentional, just the kind of thing you do 10 times a day. My shirt was a little too short, and I think my midriff was kind of exposed.
I caught her looking. Really looking. I think she liked what she saw.
