"The process only takes a couple hours. And in that time you can have atwo week vacation and still be home for supper," the researcher saidwith satis...action. But Agnes wanted to know if there was anyway to havea longer vacation. The researcher got quiet then got up from his deskto shut his office door. "What did you have in mind Mrs. Blandings?"the man asked."These meetings are confidential, isn't that correct?" Agnes saidquietly as she glanced around the room and then back to the. She rises gracefully from her chair, moving around the table to stand in front of Red’s chair. ‘How are the ribs?’ she asks him. His answer will dictate the next part of her plan. ‘Oh, they’re fine.’ He looks up at her expectantly. ‘Sore, but fine. Why? What did you have in mind?’ There is a lilt of anticipation in his voice, as if he is hoping she will suggest something naughty. She chuckles at him, extending both her hands to him. ‘Get your mind out of the gutter, Reddington,’ she teases.. Today will work out to your favor, okay?” I felt one of her hands leave my asscheek for a while, before returning back. I smiled at her, before letting go of the hug. After that, Jane and I parted. As I walked over to the lab, I felt my shorts droop down a little. I looked down at my shorts and knew immediately what the pocket knife had been used for. The string had been cut and removed, leaving me, once again, in loose shorts. My eyes widened as I realized that a pocket knife could be used to. I nodded my silent assent to her plan, and then off we went to play with all the toys and things our grandparents provided for all their young visitors.Lunchtime came quickly, and I wondered if Cindy remembered what we had talked about earlier. Maybe I had just imagined it all…but she sat across from me, and her eyes felt two like lasers that penetrated me to my very core. I couldn't look straight at her; such was the intensity of her steady glare. I was so antsy, I couldn't sit still, and I.