I then sent a message to them and our conversation started. At first, this is how it started to open a little. Then he told that he feels lonely somet...mes. I said - you can take me as your own and share every sad and happy life with me. He liked it. The thing that happened that day ahead of him was like this: Me: Say one thing if you don't mind? Madam: Yes, of course. Me: you are beautiful Madam: Thanks. Me: and hot too .. don't mind .. i mean look good. Madam: Why are you blushing for calling. And that was when I saw HIM. He just got out of the sea swimming. He was all wet and dark skinned. His body looked like he downloaded it from some porn site. I think I got all wet just by merely looking at his perfect abs. He looked too hot to be real. He caught me starring at him and returned me a smile. He reached out for my hand and by the gesture; he invited me to swim together. He introduced himself in Spanish but I had no idea what he was saying. He lifted me up and carried me up to sea.. Neither had April."Uh..." He tried to say something but breath stammered out pitifully."Yeah," April said, not entirely sure if she was saying something sincehe hadn't, or if she had intended to ask a question but failed to. Shetook a half-step closer to Billy, causing his hand to press more into herchest.They started to lean close to each other. "I should..." Billy started tospeak, barely a whisper forming."Warm?" she asked.Billy was confused by her question, but replied with the only thing. Somehow those three had created Claiborne. Their names weren't easy to find, either. They were buried in layer after layer of meaningless drivel. But an intradepartmental org chart confirmed that they still worked for The Construct.I sent them emails, but through the secured internal servers, and all I did was ask that they make some time for a presentation. It was Irene who figured out how to access their calendars and get a request to be put on them.I wanted the meeting to be done with.