" She put her hand on my shoulder and shook it.I hadn't realized how much tension I carried in my shoulders. I tried to 'chill-ax.' She was probably r...ight about her internet friends. "Ok. But no details. All it takes is the wrong somebody intercepting your chat and..."She laughed so hard she nearly fell off the chair. Really, it was almost ROFL. "Wait ... you don't understand ... These guys are hackers. Good ones. You'd have to be a god to intercept and decode our chat." Perhaps I'd have to. “Sit!” Spike pointed to a seat in front of his desk.Michele slid her hands under her skirt to smooth it under her as she sat down and then she crossed her legs at her ankles. These gestures were not lost on Spike; they were feminine gestures that she did without thinking they would come naturally to a woman but not to a man. It seemed to Spike that Michele knew far too much about femininity than she could have just picked up when he ordered the grommets to dress as Wrens.“Ok Wren Nyland, You. It was a media frenzy that I did not expect. I wondered why the Mexican government had taken such a vested interest in Mexpo’s plights that the President of Mexico would in Tampico for what was a progress report.Not only was President Martinez there, so was Federal prosecutor Inez along with Mexpo’s Garcia.A twenty minute huddle assigned the pecking order. Presidents go first and peon me last was my theory. It would be an interesting news conference for sure without some data for them to use,. I have made a remark on your record about poor quality work on complaining. This may affect your degree, unless you can work hard on your subjects to improve your own results.Do I make myself clear, young lady?”“Yes, ma’am.”“Right. Off you go, and try to act more grown-up in future. Even if you turn out to be a ne’er-do-well, I would hope you would at least be a well-educated ne’er-do-well. Goodbye.”“Goodbye, Ma’am.”Beth left with as much dignity as she could manage. Shocked though she was, she.