Yeah, sure, and the sun comes up in the West. She chuckled again."What's so damned funny?" John asked."Remember the young man who served us our drinks...?" Yes." Quite a hunk, huh?" Oh, you liked that, huh?" Uh-huh. My imagination went a little wild." Oh, how so?" Before I tell you, let me ask you a question. When you look at young women built as well as the hunk, but in a feminine way, do you ever undress them in your mind?"He laughed. "Guilty as charged. Is that what you did?" Uh-huh. I laughed. When she was done, I took my turn and then joined her in the kitchen.After we'd eaten, we went back to the bed, but she didn't want to resume fucking right away. She wanted to talk."I have to know, Dick. What's next for you?" Do you mean: 'what's next for us?'" I guess so. I want this to go on, but I don't now how long you're going to be around. What happens after that?" I really haven't thought that far ahead, Liz. We expect to be done with our data gathering in another week or two. After. "Then why did you let him go so long?" No evidence," the dour fed admitted. "When you brought in Harris, andhis files, you opened a real can of worms."Now, we've finally got the proof we need to start stomping on some ofthem." Great. Wonderful. And where does that leave Dr. Eurilyn, and myself?"Carl Taylor actually grimaced, and then he squared his shoulders, andlooked her right in the eye. "We want you to stay in the open. Iunderstand you're experienced in playing bait. We'll let you dangle. "No, I mean slow dancing," Jack said. "I danced with her at the Christmas party last year, and she accepted my lead gracefully."I think that Jack was making a little joke about Carol allowing him to feel her up on the dance floor. Carol thought so too, judging from her blush."Peter, you should dance with Carol," said Jack. "Neil, do you have any slow danceable music?"Like a servant, I jumped up and started to look through a stack of CDs on a shelf. I found one CD of primarily jazzy pop ballads,.