Telling her that she could not park there as it was for tenants only! Apparently she had heard that this was the place to come if she wanted some hum...liating public sex with black men! The security man had pointed his flash light in the car and had told her if she did not move her car it would be towed! As they argued, she got out of the car and was wearing only a thin low cut blouse and cutoff jeans ! The security officer sensing that she was being antagonistic and was acting this way for. I wondered what it would be like, would it be cold and clinical or warm and sensual, would there be a lot of people around, would I be alone, what would it be like. I opened the door, and stepped inside, I was in a reception area that was empty except for a receptionist. I hesitated a moment and then she looked up from her work and asked me if she could help me. I told her my name and she looked in a book and said that the doctor would be with me shortly and would I please have a seat. I sat. "Absolutely no tours!" I yelled back.The two coaches were itching with impatience.Bromby looked at Jacob, then at the St. James coach. "I'm not even going to try to explain this. Jacob, you do it."I sighed. "Bromby, you cannot explain it. And I cannot explain it in a way this other fellow will understand it. It's too complicated."The other coach was not happy with that.Tough. I did not come here to explain my science."Sir, it's not a matter of arrogance and disrespect. It's a matter of high. Hopefully we don't have to move again. I'm kind of settled in now, and getting to like you ... guys. Hey," she seemed to catch herself. She looked up and raised an eyebrow. "You're not doing too bad yourself. You improved during the break. Less shoulder roll in your freestyle, and longer strokes. Looking pretty good."She watched me? Temporarily I lost the faculty of speech."Oh, um, well, I mean I just um, you know. Swam. Trained. Did swam—swimming. Training."Mercifully, at that point I was.