She just stormed off with her basket, crying, “For fuck’s sake!” I still wonder if she secretly enjoyed it and just protested too much. I can�...t remember precisely what Gemma was wearing but she more often than not wore denim shorts and black tights, which were quite popular at the time. Gemma was quiet but had a mischievous sense of humour when the mood took her, especially after a couple of drinks. Anyway, we returned to our house and the first thing I did was cast off my kit and jump in the. ...?" I replied somewhat sheepishly."Hello mate" said Dave as he pushed his hand forward to shake mine. "So you're the lucky bloke who's fucking, er, I mean going out with out Nik are you?" Er, yes....." I was starting to feel very uneasy at this point about the whole thing. Nikki went out into the kitchen to get Dave a drink. He and I sat down on one of the sofas."So Nikki tells me you're a photographer?" Dave said, making small talk."Yes, well, part-time. That's how I met her" Yeah, she can't. EYE!" He dragged out the letters in deep tones, in a comical emphasis on the exaggerated importance that the Bureau placed on its own image. "I'm sure that just about any of the rooms in this building are secure. But let me find a place where we can talk. From your expression, I can tell that this is something that has you a bit on edge."After we had gone up to the fourth floor and Zach had closed the door to a small conference room he had chosen for us, I told him of the mysterious email that. I thought she was being kind of mean actually. I didn't know if I made her mad or what? She sat down next to me on the couch, and said, "What do you want to do?" I noticed her whole body was facing me. She looked so pretty. I wanted to grab her and kiss her so bad, but I was a kind of shy guy. "Umm, you wanna watch a movie? Or go get something to eat?" I asked. She looked at me very seriously, and said, "Let's stay here." Still looking at me she scooted right next to me, and grabbed my hand.