I think they just turned eighteen.”“Care to tell me how you know THAT?” Melanie asked with an arched eyebrow.“Smooth, Counselor, very smooth. ...pposition research. You know what Elyse proposed as a way to get even with Littleton, right?”Melanie laughed, “Some things never change. You didn’t...”“No, of course not. Things have changed in that regard. But that has nothing to do with the situation. What do I tell the FBI?”“Nothing. You do not have to tell them anything at all about disclosing that. He tipped his Champagne glass carefully and watched as the bubbly liquid flowed over her slopes and down into the valley between. He lowered his head, his tongue out and began to lick.Helen had never felt anything like it. She was on fire. Frank poured some more grinning at her with his wet face. He opened his robe and began to lick again and Helen now began to feel his wiry grey haired chest and stomach hairs gently tickling her tummy. As a consequence she didn't feel Frank's hand on her thigh. But she would survive.Happy with the result of her outing she made herself a portion, pouring the noodles into a bowl and finding, to her delight, a pair of chopsticks and returned to her bedroom, sitting at her desk and enjoying the meal. It was no take away pizza. But ramen reminded her of happier times at University.She was just finishing her meal when she heard a pair of keys rattling in the front door. She remembered as she entered she had ignored the the chain and deadbolts. Given how. Tears streamed down his face. "Jess....I just need Jess," said Chrisand with that he began the sad drive home.Meanwhile back at home, Jess was pacing back and forth anxiously awaitingthe arrival of her husband."Dr. Ramirez said to expect changes rapidly going forth...it's been twoweeks now. When will I start to see more significant changes?"At that moment Chris opened the door and Jess saw his eyes swollen withtears. She immediately rushed over to him hugging him and embracing him inher arms..