Much less it be her nephew. I used my hands to motion Jeff to remain cool, calm, and collected and we both turned to watch my wife, his aunt, put on h...r performance.After opening the drapes and making sure they would stay apart to give a full view of the bed, Joy slowly strutted over to the Bose Wave stereo we kept in our bedroom and put on a CD of slow, sensual jazz. The sound of the enticing saxophone could be heard where we sat so I knew if we kept our voices low we could have minimal. "Well, I just kind of bounced around from job to job and notreally doing much of anything."I said, "I know what you mean, I couldn't even find a gig in my fieldand now that I have one, I don't like it."He laughed. "Eh, too bad they couldn't get us jobs along with ourdegrees." We both laughed at that. He went on. "Hey, look. I'm startingup small real estate office and I could use someone to run my office. Wecould partner up, I'll help you get your real estate license we'll splitthe profits. So what was I supposed to do? I was prepared to come to the rescue of my computer, but it had already been done, apparently. No, what scared me was the fact that when I back-timed, there was no need for me to go back.Time had been changed.That left me wondering what the outcome was going to be! How had it changed? Well, I had apparently back-timed already, and had captured the two before they had a chance to steal the computer; which had caused me to back-time in the first place. There was now. There were still two minutes in the first quarter, and the Loggers had already scored twice.I saw Robbie trot out onto the field and Mike Reed, the first string quarterback, head for the sidelines. I started to say something, but noticed that Luke's hand was under Mikee's very short skirt. The dog. Mikee and the rest of the middle school cheerleaders had gotten to cheer with the varsity cheerleaders before the game.I was trying not to stare as Mikee's skirt moved, not very successfully, I'll.