If someone caught him now, he would be reprogrammed for sure.The door to the small office flew open. It felt as if John's heart had stopped with the i...pact of the door against the wall."John!" his boss shouted in a friendly manner. "What are you doing here so late for? Sorry for busting in like that, but I thought that one of those crazy protestors might have broke in."John breathed a sigh of relief. Mark was a typical government-employed drone... he probably hadn't had an original thought in. You have 1 minute to get it done,” she told him. Jared got up and went to leave the room, but was stopped by Eva's voice. “Do not leave this room,” she simply said. With tension traveling up his spine, it took a lot to stamp down his temper. Rolling his neck, he turned and faced her, with a defiant posture. Jared began to strip his clothes off. He stared at her directly in the eyes, as his body was revealed. His little act of rebellion did not go unnoticed by Eva. She smiled her most productive. When she opened her eyes and lazily smiled at me, I said, "Here's your coffee and a bowl of your favorite blueberry and strawberry, Mini-Wheats." After she slowly sat up and leaned back on the pillows, which I had propped up along the headboard, I placed the breakfast-in-bed-tray over her lap."Oh Mike, this is so sweet!" Kaleigh picked up the small arrangement of fresh pink, purple and black flowers and smelled their lovely fragrance. "My colors, you got roses in my three colors!" The florist. But I was thinking, well we kiss already, and I was thinking ... um ... I was thinking we could try kissing like the big kids do. Like they do in France.”Now it was the little girl’s turn to go wide-eyed.“French kissing?” she asked, and then immediately felt like an idiot because of course that was what he was talking about. “With our mouths open and using our tongues?” Again, she felt stupid. What the hell else did “French kissing” mean?Paul was nodding like a bobble-head doll. “Yes, yes.