" Miranda agreed."You're just getting annoying now," He insisted."I'm sorry but what exactly do you want?" Miranda asked again."I need to know what yo... are going to do." Steve insisted."And what do you imagine I have in mind?" Miranda asked."Blackmail, report me to my line manager, why else would you spy on me." Steve asked."You really don't get it, do you." Miranda sighed."Get what?" he asked."I wasn't spying on you." Miranda insisted."So what was going on." Steve demanded."Go home and work it. She was not put off by my lack of suntan, and found my legs and bottom "very appealing indeed"."Not everyone can be as well-endowed as me," her partner proudly proclaimed. The conversation was cheery, cheeky and challenging. They wanted to see what I looked like while jogging, breaking up with laughter, a little too loudly for my liking, as I gave in to their request. They needed to know all about my naked meanderings - where, how often, when, why, and since when. I gave them a couple of. Ed said, “Don’t worry. You’ll be treated fair. If you wish, you can participate in the interviews of all the people hired to work on the mine.”“You’d do that?”“Yes. It’s your place and you have a right to know who is coming onto it.”“Thanks, I’ll take you up on that offer,” replied Jack. He left feeling much better about the deal. This was beginning to look like a good decision.Calvin and Ed were soon alone looking over the land. Ed sighed and said, “This land is so pretty.”“Yes, it is,”. "Uh, thanks?" Nate said."SCANNING CUSTOMER FOR PARAMETERS FOR FREE MAKEOVER!" I'm not interested, sorry. I just want to go now," Nate said.The machine ignored him and continued scanning."PARAMETERS SET. COMMENCING MAKEOVER."The arms pulled him out of the central computer room, and out into themall proper, bringing Nate inside what he recognized as a changingroom."NAME, PLEASE." My name is Nate," he said."USER IDENTIFIED AS KATE." Wait, no I said Nate!" Nate screamed as the appendages started.