. you like, wanna hide our relationship?” CC asked with a pouty frown.“NO! No, not at all, Butterfly! I just kinda told him that he should get ove... his fear and tell you how he felt is all; he’d been crushing on you for over three months...”“Um, tell us something that we don’t know! He drooled so much over her that I thought he was either going to drown himself or recreate Noah’s flood,” Amber said, laughing.“Yeah, he did that,” I admitted grinning at his obviousness. “Look, I just wanna let. Girl: He bugs me so, this Call-Me-Roy.Roy: Would you like to be a boy?Girl: I would not like to be a boy. I would not like it, Call-Me-Roy. I do not want to, Roy-Me-Call. I would not be a boy at all.Roy: Would you be one here or there?Girl: I would not be one here or there. I would not be one anywhere. I would not like to be a boy. I would not like it, Call-Me-Roy.Roy: Would you be a boy at school? Would you be one in the pool?Girl: I would not be a boy at. Everyone was on half rations, then quarter rations, and two days ago we finally ran out of everything" That's horrible," Charlotte said. "But it's not contagious?"Annie shook her head no.They approached the first occupied cot. Lying on it was a scrawny young boy with brown hair and sunken eyes. He looked half-dead."This is Jason," Annie said. "He's been here about a week. We've been able to give him a little water, but he hasn't eaten anything since he came."Charlotte leaned down and stroked. “Of course, sir. Can I ask what the problem is?”“Just have your supervisor contact me. I’m sure you will find out.”I hung up and waited for a phone call. About two minutes later my cell phone rang. It was a supervisor type at the D.C. headquarters of the Secret Service. I explained my problem, and that Special Agent Reading was not going to be suitable, and in fact a posting elsewhere might be an excellent choice for him. I didn’t make a demand, because I didn’t need a reputation as an asshole.