Maybe he could drop a hint.“You should take one of their courses.” She’d either love it or hate it.“I’m not quite a layman.” A little too ...uch self-deprecation mixed in with the resistance.“They teach courses for clergy, too. And courses either clergy or laity can take. I took courses from them while I was at the D School.” As he’d taken them when he was studying for a PhD, he wasn’t belittling her in suggesting that she take some. “Look, I don’t have any of the materials with me. Just keep an. She insisted to play bet games, I said ok. She told that we will play 3 games and the winner will have to abide by the condition put forth to the loser and I accepted the rules. She was sitting opposite to me and whenever striking she used to bend and show her cleavage since she was wearing loose T shirt. I got real hard on and I couldn’t concentrate on the striker. I could get the glimpse of black bra she was wearing.Sometimes she used to purposely bend and shake her body by tempting me to. Especially this far out!One would think if GP command wanted to avoid the money grubbing bureaucratic image they'd acquired, they might just 'loosen the purse strings a little! Especially among the commission field operatives!You know? The ones who actually TALK to the people they're SUPPOSED to be protecting and serving?Even given the best of circumstances, Key could never have afforded a uniform like the one she was currently being fitted for!Some of the most advance biometric tailoring. Shit, calm down. This is no time to have an attack. Necessity is the mother of invention but desperation is the mother of improvisation. This REMF probably has no idea what my real meds look like or where I keep them. I took my small bottles of analgesics and anti- inflammatories out of the bag, then got out a pocket notebook. I wrote 'BRONCHODIALATORS' on one sheet and 'ANTIHISTAMINES' on another. I wrote my name and ID card number on a third.I put the first two sheets on Sullivan's desk and.