I can feel the difference in my body, and everything Rick and I do together. And I can’t get enough of that feeling. Training and competing in Taekw...ondo back in December, made me realize how much I have matured, not just physically, but mentally ... And Em - you are so right about the sex part too. It’s like Rick and I are still in competition, when we go at each other. I started to say – in bed – but shit, we stop and get it on, no matter where we are – as long as we can keep from being. Ever so quietly, I tiptoed into the room to see if I could catch a glimpse of Jill in any state of undress. Within the bedroom there was a door to the master bath that was slightly ajar. I looked around quickly and found a perfect solution. There was a mirror above a bureau in the bedroom. From a vantage point behind the door to the bathroom, I could look into this mirror and catch a reflection of Jill, in the shower, through the mirror that was in the bathroom. What luck! Safe from view, I. My left arm pushed harder and leveraged me to my right. A third hand steadied me on my back. Wait… third hand… I turned too quickly and saw the man from the previous night. My back went into spasm and I slipped from the edge of the bed to the floor, struggling not to wince. ‘You okay?’ He was leaning over my shoulder as I stuffed my fingers under my thighs and focused on a bland expression. ‘Uh- huh’ I grunted. I focused on tilting my pelvis as the Physical Therapist had instructed. ‘Your. "John moved over to the body, and knew with out touching it, that the man was dead. He did anyway, and found no pulse."This is going to get complicated." He's dead, isn't he?" Asked Smitty.John just nodded his head."Damn! That little girly can punch!" I was afraid this might happen sooner or later, now that she's had some training." John frowned, "Shit!"John pulled out his cell phone, and called Jeff Morrison."Morrison," Jeff answered."Agent Morrison, I do hope like hell you are coming to.