Don’t ask me why, but just for the tinniest of moments I wanted to be her, to be as stunning and as stylish as her. It passed so quickly, I barely h...d time to feel it, let alone understand it. Usually when I saw a pretty girl, I wanted to get into bed with them, not swap places with them. After Claire’s arrival, Hannah hardly said a word. When we’d had our lunch I walked her out into the corridor. Hannah said something about needing to visit the ladies, so I gave her a quick peck on the cheek. " You are perfect, and no picture could capture everything that makes you so." Just so you know I've thought about it. Thought about something else, too." I'm almost afraid to ask."I giggled. "You remember how the first time I saw you naked, I asked why you didn't have pubic hair?" Yeah. You want me to grow it back?"I shook my head. I know what that does to Dan. I felt the stirring beneath me. "Not even. I want us to shave mine." Uh, you don't have much as it is. It's fine and light red.. ”Still, I didn’t want to interrupt.She acknowledged this with a nod and continued. “No access to a real CITI has always been the best deterrent against spies and foreign agents.”She didn’t pause long enough for me to comment. “While a CITI can’t be faked as you know. A genuine one, however, could be issued to anyone with unrestricted access to a CITI machine.”“But I always thought, that even the theft of a machine would not be enough to create a citizen identification tag implant?”“And right. I looked at Jeanine as I left, raising my hand in a slight wave. She acknowledged my wave with a smile and a little wave of her own. Was our little tango enough? My two weeks or work went by and I had not seen Jeanine at or around any of our meetings. I had spent a rainy Saturday afternoon watching baseball on the TV. Having errands to do, I put on my jacket and hat, slid the curtain back on the sliding glass door, opened the door and stepped out onto the grassy yard expecting to walk a few.