No, I’m not.’ She swallows once, hard. She raises her head to meet his eyes. Eyes the color of whiskey. Sharp and smoky. Black hair. Her eyes slid... to his lips helplessly and linger. He studies her and then his head tilts to the side. ‘It appears we have a problem.’ One of her eyebrows arch sharply and her lids close in a slow blink. Focusing, she reopens her eyes to meet his. Distance. She has to get some distance from him. Then she could think. ‘Not at all, if you’ll just…’ she tries to. I just had torun fast and hit guys whenever we punted. High energy, seek and destroy.That kind of shit." No way," marveled Adam. "I watched that game." Yeah," said Conrad, slapping Adam on the shoulder. "It was the SuperBowl, dude." Jill, do you remember I made us watch that game....that was like 1997 orsomething? You just studied the whole time."Jill looked at Conrad lovingly. "I can't believe I missed you back then.How could I have missed such a gorgeous man?" She ran her hand over. The intimate hair... I had my body hair lazered a long time ago." said Karen sheepishly."Ohh! So you must have been selected into the program... I don't think many people could afford a laser treatment on their own back then right?" asked Marcy."Yes, I had my boy 12 years ago," said Karen."Congratulations! Is that why you are here now? Did he just get enrolled into the program?" asked Marcy."Thank you, and yes we just came here today for his preliminary examination and he seems to love the. He, uh, he is a ball player. Baseball. Gertie, this is Mac Washington, third baseman for the Yankees. Mac, Gertie, my own personal government doctor."They shook hands, then Gertie's eyes widened in sudden recognition. "You! You're THAT Mac! You're the one who showed up out of nowhere and cost me all that money in the Orioles game. Damn! Nobody can move that fast on the bases. You must have stolen four or five bases that game alone!"Mac grinned, taking the praise, tainted as it was, in.