I asked for Christine and Mavis told me she was in a meeting. Because she was an old friend I asked I asked how she was doing, asked about her hubby a...d kids and then listened to her answers. Then, purely to make conversation I asked how the audit was going.“Audit? What audit?”“The one you had to work on Saturday for.”“I don’t know anything about an audit and nobody has worked on a Saturday in this office in the two years I’ve been here.”“I guess I’m thinking of something else. Say hi to Burt. Next thing I know we’re both eating ice cream in the park across the street and you have a bag of tasty edibles. We take in the scenery and the many folks milling about and make our own observations about them often giggling about it among ourselves. As we stroll back to the car hand in hand I casually give you a smack on the butt. You look over at me with a sly grin and we lock in embrace as our lips touch… out in the open… no cares about who sees us. You feel just how excited you get me by. "Hi sis, how's it going? Everything in order?" he asks."Yes, say, are you guys about done with all the tables and stuff? I mean, how much more work have you got to do yet?" I ask."Well, with me and my four buddies, we probably got about an hours worth of work, then we will be ready to relax and wait for the band and the girls to show up," he laughs."OK, well, I am going to need some help. Can you guys all come to the VIP area and help me out?" smiling sweetly, I ask him."Yeah, we'll eat and. Both knew they wouldn’t be showing all the footage, in fact, they wouldn’t be showing their best evidence. The human phase of testing wasn’t yet approved, so showing the 60+ hours of tape they’d shot of dozens of people having increasingly fevered sexual encounters would have been career suicide at minimum–and that was if they were lucky. But, ethical hair-splitting be damned–all three scientists were hot on the trail of true power, control over sexual pleasure, and none of them could.