Toby: Dunia's Boyfriend (among other things)

So, how awful is it to look at my situation, and the world at large, and be kind of relieved that a bunch of military leave is canceled so that I probably don't have to worry about actually meeting Dunia's boyfriend Hector before we go back to the Inn?  Dunia had said I didn't have to have sex with him when he was originally scheduled to be here this week, but I'm still a guy at heart, and I'd probably find myself identifying with his frustration if he got back from defending America overseas and his girlfriend blue-balled him.  He seems like a nice guy, so I hope he's not going to wind up in real danger, but I'd rather not feel a man inside me. 

Dunia says I should try it, and she wouldn't think any less of me if I hooked up with someone at the other end of a flight just to find out what it was like.  The way she figures it, I can't cheat on Hector, since I'm a different person, even if the world would perceive Hector as being cheated on.  I asked if she's tried her equipment out, and she said just on her own.  She actually doesn't want to cheat (and I believe her, from the way her friends tease me about being kind of goody-goody) but also says it's weird at her new age:  She's actually pretty good looking for an older guy, and I gather the guy she looks like is kind of popular among the widows and divorcees, but even the hottest MILF feels too old for her.

Plus, I gather Lambert has a really bad experience the other week, enough that he's stopped flirting with pilots and says the next Alicia can start fresh, without him giving her a leg up.  Indeed, he's really been head-down for the past week or so, as opposed to bossing folks around, and I think it's just stress from the folks looking for us. 

We're apparently still an open for for the FBI, though we haven't dealt with them since that first time.  Not sure how I feel about them apparently having better things to do, to be honest.  Lambert's father has hired a detective, or a firm, to look for him (people with that sort of money apparently hire companies that have offices all around the country rather than some guy with a seedy office), and he's been poking around.  More around me than him, I guess, because I didn't think to set up a VPN to make it hard to trace when I'm being Toby online.  I only kind of vaguely knew what one was and he acted like everybody uses them all the time, and I'm like, what kind of weird porn are you and your rich friends looking at that you've got to hide it?  I've set one up on Dunia's laptop, and let my phone drain without recharging it and found a decent hiding place, but I'm still kind of wary about trying to be myself online, even in a VPN; anybody nosing around me is going to see me using that and figure I'm doing something suspicious.

Maybe I can say I'm "just" pirating movies or something.

I don't think folks are following me or anything, or at least more than normal.  Worrying about it has maybe made it a little more clear how much I am being watched, though.  There's cameras everywhere, and even when I'm just sort of browsing in a shop in an airport, while wearing my uniform, like I'm going to endanger my job by shoplifting a soda, even I could hide it anywhere in that dress.  It kind of makes me appreciate the guys who stare because they think I'm attractive a little more; it still feels sort of weird, but I feel kind of curious about something specific rather than just vaguely worried, or feeling upset that they're suspicious of me for my skin color or sex, which also makes you kind of feel bad about the initial reaction that they shouldn't because you're really a Midwestern white guy.

Just another month of this, at least.  Remind me to get together with Lambert so we can come up with an explanation for where we've been.

-Toby/Dunia