When would be good for you?"She contemplated me for about thirty seconds and then said:"Tonight Jake Barnes, tonight would be good for me."I made arra...gements to pick her up after work and left her office feeling on top of the world. At the restaurant that evening I fell even farther under her spell. I knew that this was the woman meant for me and after a cocktail over which we exchanged vital statistics I said:"Enough of the minor chit chat. Let's get to the important stuff. Do we want a small. I want you to do something for me." What?" Show me what is like to be a woman." What do you mean?" You know, kissing, feeling and making love. You know what I mean. What men and woman do with each other? I want to see what a man looks like before something happens to me."Now this is leading into a whole new venue, it is not one of my posted duties. What kind of minefield am I entering? This can't be happening to the likes of me."Since my affliction, there isn't much to do but watch television. I discarded Plan W, shut my eyes and prayed for divine inspiration for a workable Plan X. Otherwise it was obvious that none of us were going to leave this room, at least alive anyway. Apparently we were all heading for that last swim in San Diego Bay after all. Time passed slowly, minutes seemed like hours. I rested the best I could, the beating had taken enough out of me that if I hadn’t been tied to my chair, I’d have probably fallen off of it long ago. I checked on the girls regularly and. Alan Jones, the Professor was extremely worried about this interview. He had been told privately by the Emir that he was to be completely fair and open, and to refuse the candidate if she was unsuitable just as he would refuse a similar candidate who had no ‘connections’. On the other hand the Master of the College had told him in no uncertain terms that there was no need to interview this girl, and that anyone a rich and generous benefactor sent to them would be accepted and would be given a.