, let's see... , she and I have pretty much declared a truce. Although I'm sure, if she had a chance, she would still like to pull my blonde hair out...."Of course," she giggled, "If it should ever came to that, I wouldn't be the only one getting her hair pulled." Teasing him playfully, she said, "Boyfriend of mine, doesn't it embarrass you to be going out with such a shameless hussy?" They both laughed."No. I like a girl that sticks up for herself," he said, with a little mischievous little grin. ”“Ah yes, are you willing to participate in our study.”“Uh, yeah I guess so, how much does it pay?”“It pays $75 per hour; you will be busy for about five or six hours.”Awesome I thought to myself, and then I asked, “When you say busy, what exactly am I going to be doing.”“Exactly what the sign said, donating your genetic material. We can take you on Friday the 18th at 6:00 PM. Will, that work for you?”I thought quickly and answered, “Yeah that should be fine.”“Great I will e-mail you the. ’ There was silence for a minute over the line and Rebecca wondered if Mary had hung up on her. ‘Mary?’ ‘I just can’t believe he’d walk away without any kind of explanation,’ Mary replied at last. Again, Rebecca shrugged. ‘Maybe he was tired,’ she said. ‘He came over right after a game and they had an early morning practice.’ ‘So why come over at all?’ Mary asked and Rebecca wasn’t sure if that was merely a rhetorical question. ‘What else happened when he was over?’ Rebecca flushed right up to. Poor Jasper did his best to suppress his fruitless love for his science partner, never daring to say anything the least bit suggestive. For one thing, in spite of her teasing him that first night she came to dinner, she hadn't said or done anything since to indicate she was interested in being anything more than good friends. If anything, they were becoming more like siblings than anything else. And then there was the age barrier thing.Mr. and Mrs. Van Buskirk had arrived home from their buying.