He had been trying to getdressed, but nothing looked right on him.He had been losing more weight, and was down to less than 150 pounds.But it wasn't j...ust that. He was also gaining fat; especially in hisbutt and on his chest. It wasn't quite flab, but was definitely softtissue. It should have been muscle.Hoping to rebuild the lost muscle mass and to eliminate the fattytissue, James joined a gym near his home, the New York Sports Club,allowing him to work out more often. One his first few. She waswearing a white suit jacket over a simple white blouse with whitepants. She didn't just work here, I realized. This was her company. Sheleft the head of the table to come around and give me a very antiseptichug."I'm so thrilled you're here," she said, "you wouldn't believe how hardwe've worked to get this concept working and ready for the public. Andnow I can show it off to you."I could tell the lines had been carefully rehearsed. I was beingplayed. I knew it and she knew I knew it. In. So how's it going with college?" Pretty well," Susan admitted. "Most of the classes are pretty easy, especially with the stuff I learned in Germany. My English 101e class is a little harder, mostly because it's dull, but I just need to pay attention. A lot of the stuff in Pysch 101 is new to me, although a lot of it seems like common sense once I hear it and have time to think about it." So, are you meeting any interesting guys down there?" Not really," Susan said. "Oh, I've talked to some. Bentley manor must be packed to the rafters!’ ‘Oh of course! When we attended year before last it was marvelous wasn’t it? It was a pity I was unable to go with you last year,’ Emma sighed. She had taken ill and had remained home that year. Her brother had chaperoned in her place. ‘Last year was not as enjoyable for me. Jeff kept leaving me to chase skirts. There was this one gentleman, um Sir Beddinfield, he kept making advances. And Baroness’ nephew Newton kept trying to pinch me. Frankly I.