“Now relax, we’re still making adjustments to the...” the voice squeaked, and went silent.I felt my stomach quiver, and the lights seemed to fli...cker, again. It frightened me, each time it happened.“There, Dr. Calin that should be the last adjustment. It had to be done here, because you don’t have the necessary equipment, or technology,” the voice told me.Another voice spoke over the first, now.“Ok, everybody, change in plans. Going to the shuttle first was a good, but overly complicated, and. The woman from the nearest flat turned and ran back in. She was back in half a minute."On its way," she said. "It shouldn't be long. They keep one on standby in the Spar car park just up the road." Thanks," said Andrew.She was right. The paramedics came through the door scarcely two minutes later. They gave Katrina a pain killer, stabilised her wrist and whisked her away.Andrew went back to his car where he sat miserably for a few minutes before pulling himself together. First of all he rang. Bill Smith. Pleased to meet you.”“Ya”“Let’s get started, shall we? Jill, why don’t you tell me about yourself?”She tells most of her life story, but it isn’t very long. She grew up in a small town in the middle of nowhere. She got her degree and loves literature. She is an aspiring writer and hopes to one day write a novel. She met Jack at university, and he proposed shortly after graduation.Jack wasn’t as forthcoming when he was asked the same questions. Jill pipes up and mentions his master’s. Nice Guy" to the hilt, forgetting that it's often this type of behavior that turns a woman off. Some women prefer their men to show their strength through less-than-sterling behavior. James Bond was a good example, and I knew at the time that Ruth was really turned on by his character. She would frequently ask me to play that role for her in our fantasies, with herself as a demure "Bond woman" being swept off her feet by the suave Mr. Bond and his penchant for hard line charm.Yet, being young.