‘Seven,’ Stacey said as she began to rock lightly back and forth. ‘Have you been menstruating?’ Dr. Taylor asked plainly. ‘Yes,’ Stacey r...plied and at that instant, felt like a fool. ‘Well, I have other patients to see, so I have to run but congratulations to you and Frank,’ Dr. Taylor said as he tapped Stacey on the knee with the chart before he turned and toward the door. ‘Give my best to Frank, for me,’ he added as he left the room. Stacey only managed a bare wisp of a smile as Dr. Taylor. Tom suspected Arron did the type writing himself, but couldn't complain at the results, or the cost.He didn't know where Arron had gotten all the information, until he found the three pages of reference pages at the end of the report. He then noticed that each entry noted a reference entry. He was impressed with the work of Mr. Arron Brown.Reading through the report, Tom was encouraged about the prospect of acquiring the property. He noted the items that would assist him in his negotiations,. While my divorce was going through, those few drinks usually turned into several.I was already pretty well lit by the time they arrived. The asshole had started taunting me almost as soon as they got there.Later I figured they were trying to get me to lose my temper and give them some ammunition to use in the divorce. I gave them a WMD. Bad Brad seemed to think of himself as some kinda bad-ass and he was certainly much bigger and heavier than my six foot, 175 pound frame.I'm not sure if he was. . conversation," he smiled. "I think of it as an ice-breaker."I looked at him with some suspicion. I looked back at the file. "This even lists the clubs and groups that I was involved with at Stanford," I said, getting more uncomfortable.He nodded, no smile this time. "That was in your year book. When we interviewed you, you were the most likely candidate. That's when I was asked to do the background check and that's why you didn't hear from us for three weeks. You came up aces, so you were.