They weren't very high, but he wasn't used to anything, and he practiced walking in them up and down the room for a while, until he felt as though he ...ould manage. He looked in the mirror again, and realized he had to brush his hair. It took a long time, and his arm movements meant he had to tuck his blouse in again afterwards, which meant loosening his skirt... Just getting dressed was not simple any more.Finally, he put on a necklace, some earrings, and a bracelet. He just knew he had to; his. When he finally came deep inside me we both collapsed on the bed panting and sweating.Bob gave us about five minutes to recover then he called me and said that he was just leaving the office and would be home in fifteen minutes. That gave us just enough time to dress, make the bed and to be sitting in the living room with a drink as Bob came through the door. Joe was very uncomfortably and made an excuse to leave about a half hour after Bob came home. As soon as Joe was out the door Bob was all. . nice. I mean, great. I mean, oh, Hell, Emily! I just... I'm a little surprised, is all." Why? Why are you surprised? I haven't been playing coy, or cold, or... or... stand-offish... Have I?" No. You... haven't been any of those things. But you're way out of my league, Emily. I feel -- outclassed." You're not." Are you kidding me? I can barely string a sentence together, when I'm around you!"She laughed. "It's true!" she said. "Eddie can formulate a sentence, better than you can. But I. " This thing has a built in transmitter as well?" he asked."Yes, it does. Why?" And it only weighs thirty some pounds?" he asked shocked."Yes, that's right. It's a new design and uses new components," I told him. He seemed really surprised.It was right after this that the radio started to spit out a string of Vietnamese. We started the tape recorder right away and Sgt. Wilson went to get a translator for us. The guy who showed up was Ernie, the guy that watched the beers last night."That's the.