"Let me give you an example," she says, "Tell me, what did we learn in thelast two contests?" I uh..." I begin, then a thought crosses my mind. Despit... still feeling theridiculousness of my outfit, I can feel a tiny surge of confidence as Iremember my latest victory."I guess that we learned I can whoop your ass in basic computer skills anyday," I say triumphantly."Okay, I guess," Marla sighs, "You can look at it this way. What I learnedis that while you suck at object programming, you do posses. Sometimes Fran waits up for me so we can knock off a piece, but that night she was in bed asleep.Friday morning at breakfast Fran seemed to be a little nervous and apprehensive and when I asked her if something was wrong she said no, that she just didn't feel well. She didn't seem much better when I got home from work that afternoon. Friday night is the night that we usually go to the Fraternal Order of Eagles. I am the Sergeant At Arms and Fran belongs to the Ladies Auxiliary and we usually go. Then she said, “You know, a big good-looking guy like you could be a real problem. We don’t have any solitary confinement or really any punishments. So I will tell you what; the first time you get out of line physically we will knock you out with drugs and cut those big biceps off completely. You will eat well after that, lots of hamburger helper.” Her grin sold it, the threat shook him to the core. She stood up and carefully looked at all of him, admiring his naked body. “Maybe, if this works. She just hated the idea that she wouldn't be in that room with Justin when he went at their suspect.Justin saw the look. "Oh, honey." He rubbed his hand over hers. "I'd wait until you got out of here and could go back to work, but looking at you, it could be awhile." Fuck you, Justin," she said, but with no heat. "What did you mean, when he woke up?" Ahh, you didn't hear about the excitement around here. Must have slept right through it." He waited, knowing she'd bark at him."Slept through.