"Sam, this is Julia Carlson. I sent you an email with her publicity photos and I have her application and medical forms all completed for you now. I c...n assure you that this young woman has all the qualifications that you want for the girls of the Spirit teams. She is cute, she is smart, she is athletic. She has no tattoos or embarrassing marks, and she is full of enthusiasm. I am sure that you will find her to be exactly as I have represented." Mark, I don't know how you find such lovely young. I didn't," Jaux replied.Frey glanced over at Jaux with narrowed eyes of confusion, beforestaring back at the staff. She was wearing what Jaux guessed was anexpression between suspicion and curiosity. "I supposed Desyi or Trickscould have gotten it for you."Jaux knew none of her other roommates could have gotten the staff forher from the research storage room, but wasn't sure if she should tellFrey about where the staff actually came from. She also didn't thinkTheema could have moved it here. If. Heading straight to the podium. She straightened her notes, looked up with a smile. She felt many rivers of sweat rolling down her back."Good afternoon," she barely was able to get it out. She heard a several polite replies."I have a question. I am not a black person as you can readily see so I am here to be educated by you. The question is, why are Blacks Democrats." There was a rumble in the audience as if she insulted them."I am bewildered because the Democrates have been your masters for. And then he realised — it was her, the young lady of his daydreams, sitting there with that same air of mystery and seemingly still surrounded by an aura of light in the darkness. He soon recovered his composure and continued with his presentation. When he had finished there was a moment of silence and then the audience rose and gave him a standing ovation that lasted for several minutes. And that was that, the conclusion of a successful career, and he made a slight bow and left the podium with.