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" You're lucky. I'd love to be able to stay quiet during our staff meetings. Hasn't happened yet." So, tell me: how did a 23-year-old without a doctorate become the chief scientific consultant for one of Boston's most prestigious law firms?" I thought Penny had given you the low-down already." Well, the interview stories, sure. I got chapter and verse on how you landed the job. But I haven't a clue why you came here, or why you passed up staying at Hopkins and finishing your degree." At the time, I was looking around, and realized that the academia route was one I would probably run into problems with. The offer came at a perfect time. Still, if I hadn't run into Jerry in Houston and set all of this in motion, I'd probably still be slugging it out at Hopkins. Spend a few years after getting my doctorate building up my CV, then look for a faculty position--though I'd guess you know how that goes as well as I do." You make me sound like some old established prof." You're on the fast. She didn‘t seem to mind me coming into her bedroom and watching her put on her makeup in her underwear. I would sit quietly on her bed as she applied her foundation, powder, eye shadow and her lipstick. If there is one thing I can point to as the root cause of what happened later, it would be the lipstick. The whole theatre of it captivated me. I remember being enthralled as she picked up the small golden tube with her painted nails; the practised and elegant twist of the wrist to push the lipstick from its hiding place, in itself an erotic action; the care with which she applied the lipstick to her lips, watching herself so carefully in the mirror, and then blotting her lips. To me back then it was all a magic trick beyond compare. She would turn to me and smile, ‘Do you like this colour, José? Does it suit mummy?‘ If I was lucky, she would give me a kiss on my cheek and sometimes use a tissue to rub away a trace of lipstick left behind on my face.It‘s why today I still get such a.
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