If not for the pleasurable memory, why would we try to repeat the experience with someone new.Either way, I was ready for Billy. What I was not ready ...or was Billy and Sylvia entering the room together. I was left to wonder while I waited for someone to explain. They could have made some kind of deal to which I was not a part. Of course, at that moment I didn't care one little bit.I was sitting up in the bed waiting for him to arrive. He stood beside the bed and pulled my legs around until I. I've ... I've never even been with a man before! Couldn't he and I, do first, uh, ... something romantic ... you know, I..." Silence!" Ms. Morgan slapped a ruler down hard on the table. She shot Christine a dirty look, causing Christine to cower in abject embarrassment.Then Ms. Morgan was all smiles again as she looked at Alan from across the room. "Hey stud, it looks like another special treat for you. You get to pop another cherry! And the last virgin holdout in the class, too. Would you like. I just nodded and smiled, and only after she had disappeared did I realize that she didn't smoke. The martinis were really doing a number on me. I turned to Marlow, who was standing there, and said, "Weird. She doesn't smoke." After a little while he said, "Well, she didn't. Maybe it's not cigarettes." This would be even less in character. Smoking weed? No way. She doesn't even drink very much. The crowd was increasing and becoming much less inhibited. There were a couple of guys making out. On the way there he thoughtover that night's happenings and their Swan Song implications.Tetsuro wasted no time before he called Grant Williamson. "An attempton Agent Ripley's life was made tonight."Grant listened quietly to an explanation of what happened in Yokohama."Are we positive the victim wasn't Ripley?" Not yet, sir. A positive identification will take most of themorning."Grant had to think for a minute. Operation Swan Song had again gone offthe rails and in no way was it his fault..