" He looked concerned. "I won't hurt you, or myself,or anyone else, I swear. It's just... it's weird enough to startleyou." He still looked concer...ed. "Look, could you just promise youwon't pull a Junior and shoot me?!" I looked at his gun."...Okay, sure." ...All right." I took a deep, fake, yet relaxing breath and said, outloud, "Flashlight."The lights behind my optical sensors blinked on.Gary's jaw dropped. "Whaaaaa!" he gaped. I shone my eyes on the groundso I wouldn't blind him,. Their combined money meant that they could afford the luxuries denied most couples with small children. It also meant they had time for each other, rarely gifted to mother and father people.With wealth comes a life style, starting often enough with a desirable residence. Chris had an eye for property and chose a reasonably large three bed roomed bungalow in the suburbs of London. Jacqui was given free rein to decorate and created a thing of beauty after many long, often-tedious head banging. Smith's office. After I took care of business I looked at the mirror to see if I looked okay. Maybe if Mr. Smith liked the way I looked he would be easier on me.I smoothed down my long blonde hair and reached into my backpack for some lip gloss. After applying the gloss and straightening my school skirt I left for Mr. Smith's office.I looked at the clock and noticed that I was passed the ten minute limit that my teacher had given me. Outside his office I lightly tapped on his door. "Come in." I. .’ His voice trailed off. ‘I know,’ she said softly. ‘If you want to talk . . .’ An invite to dinner was on his lips, but he squelched the thought. You’ll just rebound off her. She deserves better than that. ‘Thanks,’ he replied quietly. Ann Marie looked like she was about to say something else, but instead walked to the door and left, unaware of his eyes on her slim waist and round, swaying hips. Jacob shrugged and went back to his papers. ************************** ‘Thanks for your help.