No. I'm really happy like I've wished, not just kind of." And your desire?" Phil started, "you know the one you really were..." The desire is still h...re," Al put his hand on his heart. "I'm not thefirst on this path and not the last. I'll not change this even if givenan opportunity now. I can't risk Natalie's future." We'll cope with it together," Natalie interfered."Isn't that a sort of sacrifice?" Phil asked."We both are agents, special agents," Al replied, "and it's meant for usto sacrifice. The formerly peaceful valley now seemed desolate and isolated. If that was the same man, how could he have gotten in front of her again? She tried to push the worrying thoughts out of her brain and focused on her music, picking up her pace a little. She had almost calmed down when, once again, a man approached at a jog. Blue shirt, black shorts, and to her horror, a predatory look plastered on the very same face she had winked at earlier. Her heart skipped a beat, and she stopped in her. “Take a look.”Jack sat down in the now vacant seat and tried to bring his file back up, only to have the cover sheet appear as a ghostly image with a request to enter his password. Automatically, he typed it in, only to have a new window pop up saying invalid password.“What’s the password?” he asked, turning his head back towards Carla.Carla just shrugged, making a gesture with her hands as if she didn’t know.Jack thought about it for a few moments, then tried the password his supervisor had. “I know but ... Well ... Now I’m grown up.” He tells me with a certain measure of pride. It was kinda hard to take him seriously with him standing there in his underwear looking around like a small monkey in the middle of an unruly heard of wildebeest.“Would you prefer we wait for somebody to drive up and you can ask THEM if they’d mind giving you a hand?”“Nooooo...”“OK then.”I stood up and told him my plan.“I need you to slide both your hands down into the front of your briefs and I’m going to.