I can't believeyou forgot everything that went on between us. But just to refresh yourmemory I printed out a dozen of those naughty e-mails you sent ...rom yourcomputer to mine. And got a friend in security to make 8X10s of imagesfrom their cameras. It's fascinating how many times you hugged me.There's even one where your fingers are brushing my tit, which must havebeen a big treat for you. It won't be so much fun, though, if I hand allthat evidence over to the company and file a big fat. When I am next to him, it is like looking up at a very huge tree.You know the ones you saw when you were a k**? The ones that go straightto the sky and then some. This guy had muscles. Everywhere! His arms.His legs. His neck. (I think he had one. Sometimes it was hard to tellas his head just seemed to meld right into his body). He was fit to saythe least and that is by far an understatement. It looks like even hisjaws had muscles. He works out three times a day. I never. "She stood looking out over what was sure to be a battlefield. Would they really attack today? She was quite sure they would. Except they wouldn't weight their attack to the north as she'd expected, it would be weighted to the south, to lull her into belief that she could withdraw in order towards Tecpan.She cast her eyes to the south, where her cavalry was, out of touch and out of contact. Never split your forces, she'd been told. And I thought I was too good to have to worry about the little. Sean said, “I didn’t recognize that we had a diabolical plot here in our nice little town.”“What diabolical plot?” Suzie asked.“The diabolical plot to confuse the bees and thereby end life on this planet as we know it,” Sean answered.“To do what?” Suzie asked with a frown.Sean said, “They are going to confuse the bees so that they can’t pollinate the flowers anymore. Then the bees are going to die off. Once that happens, the plants won’t be able to have anymore baby plants. All of the plants.