"Oh, by the way, I got a letter from Trent. He wants to come for a visit. School will be out in a couple of weeks and he'd like to spend the summer," ...said Randy one morning."I ... uh ... sure. I'll fix up the other bedroom for him." He may just be fifteen but he learned about the birds and bees a long time ago." What does that mean?" she asked."He likes girls, Marsha. He likes them a lot." Meaning he's experienced." Yeah, but I don't want him running around while he's here and possibly getting. "Great," she said, "then it's settled." Should I take the catalogues back to the study?" I asked."No, sit beside us," Sarah said, "we've made tea, if you'd like some."Obediently, I settled back in my place, sipped tea and listened to theirconversation. At some point, Sarah asked me why I had preferred theother option and then, dismantled my argument point by point until I hadto concede that Emily's choice was the only sensible one."Thank you for being reasonable for the first time," Emily said,. Phones were ringing incessantly in the distance, angrily waiting to be answered.I would have to go out there again soon. I was lead agent on the winter's most exciting case. I would go out there into that throng of people, and stand under the obnoxious fluorescent lights, and tell them they were all doing a great job.I downed the last dregs of my drink, and grimaced.There was a knock at the door."Come in," I said. Even I could tell my voice was slightly slurred.Special Agent Jim Brown opened. I headed straight to her when I entered the store so she would act as my personal shopper. For this I will call her Sandy. She was a tall slim blond in her early twenties with a fantastic figure that I had drooled over on the numerous times I had seen her in a bikini. I knew exactly what I wanted for my wife who was of a similar stature to Sandy but much shorter. That was a "Janet Reger" lingerie set that was well out of my price range on a normal day, but tonight it was going to be mine. I.