“Are you planning to wear that?” She sounded disapproving.“I guess”, I said. “I don’t see that it’s going to make a lot of difference.�...She sighed.“Up to you”, she said. “Oh, look. Sampo.”I looked where she suggested and saw him looking back. It seemed he was interested after all, nice clothing or not. As I turned, I noticed one of the very pretty girls looking at us, too. She didn’t seem friendly.“Hey”, I said. “Who’s she?” I was still new to school and didn’t remember too many names.I was. I had worked hard at wrestling and my studies, but not ashard as Ashlynne had. So her not having time for a boyfriend soundedplausible. She would have time this summer for one, but then she wouldhave to study, study, study at college if she was going to get into medschool.Ashlynne had always been the one my parents had been the most proud of.Growing up, I had played a variety of sports and had been good but notgreat at all of them. Ashlynne had also played a variety of sports, buthad been. I'll show you what I've been up to the last few weeks."Just remember the overtime, Jim thought to himself. "Okay, I'll be there in about half an hour."Jim walked through the deserted building up to the lab, put on the clean suit and entered the sterile room. Where was Anne? She was always here, when at work. As he looked around he started feeling faint, he tried to make it back to the exit but collapsed unconcious before he could get there.Anne had watched him enter on the security cameras, and. " Hey, don't worry about it. I've got plenty of pairs. They're all briefs though. Is that okay?" I asked."Not what I usually wear but who am I to turn down a helping hand?" I grabbed a pair of bright orange and green briefs that were still in the packaging. I tossed them to him and turned to mix our drinks and give him some privacy. Neither of us seemed to bring up that I hadn't called the desk yet. I turned back around with our drinks and Marshall was once again fully dressed in his shorts and.