They were just happy their little runt of a son was happy.Christian walked into the bathroom of the two-bedroom house he shared with his best friend, ...ambrie. He looked at his phone and saw it was his mother calling. He answered. The woman began singing the happy birthday song.“Thanks, mama,” he smiled.“What are you doing?”“Getting dressed for my ride along.”“Okay. Well go get ready! We’ll see you tonight.”“See you then.”Christian went back to getting ready. He was wearing the drab, required. Apparently, he found the whole scene more embarrassing than anything else.When they arrived home after that second session, Emma, already highly emotional, burst into tears before the escorts even got their travel clothes off. The fireplace was on in the family room, several large pillows were spread around, and food was all laid out.Emma, never able to stay emotional for too long at a happy time, whispered mischievously in Jack's ear "See what those little minxes will do for a chance to ogle. The quintessence of thisproject is to make you exposed to other people who will see you as afemale." Professor Gilbreth was not happy with me. "You have to startto interact with other people, or I will be forced to take drasticmeasures."I had no idea what drastic measures she was talking about, butsilently nodded in agreement."And one more thing. A friend of yours asked me to send you this."She put two small golden earrings on the table, and I recognized themright away."Is it from Linda?" Not. "Yeah, I'm awake, Hunter. I thought you didn't want me over too early." I was just calling to make sure that you weren't planning on back out on me. I've got the buckets and cleaners all ready for you. I've even separated the laundry for you. Oh, and I hate starch in my shorts, okay?"Mira chuckled, her eyes sparkling with devious delight. Starch in his shorts would be the last thing he'd be thinking about when she finished up with him. "I got it, Hunter. Now quit being such a nag and let me get.