She must have warmed to me a little then, because she switched her grip and shook my hand next, firmly, looking up at me and squinting in the sunlight... “Lynn.” she said. “Jeff.” I smiled. “No luck so far, huh, Jeff?” she asked. She let go of my hand, turning and tossing her gloves down near her garden tools, before putting both her own hands on her back to stretch, arching her back and pushing her ample breasts up and out. Her tank top showed some very nice cleavage this close up. I looked at. "Cindy works at the same business as Dave and Bill. I think they had something going before Cindy invited Trish and Dave to our house. They seemed like a nice enough couple and we went out with them a few times."Cindy had mentioned to them that our marriage was a bit rocky and they suggested going to the club with them. They told us it helped their relationship. Needless to say we went and eventually we swapped partners. I was unsure at first but Trish took me back to one of the rooms and I had. " She may have something to contribute, Robert. After all it's her body we're discussing as a means of resolving your problem." Of course, you're absolutely right. Thank you Doctor, I feel cured already. I'll let you know how it turns out." I wish the both of you well my friend, go with God." The two men hugged and Robert walked out the partially opened door.As soon as Robert had left, the Doctor picked up his phone and dialed a number found in a tattered brown notebook."Hello, Vivian?" Yes,. She appeared to be in her early twenties, with her blond hair in a pony tail. She was wearing a white lab coat.There was confusion until she introduced herself as Tiffany Baldridge, the technician who actually did the comparisons in question. Fred had done what he always did. He sent the tech who did the work. He did not pass along Roger's restrictions. All his personnel were professionals, and knew how to testify.They told the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.When she had been.