i sit for at least another hour , my elbows on my knees , my face in my hands . for the first time he did not look like the annoying , bullying agent i had come to know over the past several days . or not to face them exactly . i tried to say it like i knew what i was doing . she watched , a little disappointed as he dug through his chest-of-drawers , pulled out a snug black t-shirt and slipped it over his head . not too bright , probably , but man , what a body ! 