Once I arrived there was tension between my protection leader and the agent calling the shots on the ground.“We will stay out of your way, Agent, bu...t you will loop us in on all communications and keep me up to speed on the activity.” I said that clearly, without threat, or anger in my tone. The agent in charge simply nodded and ordered another agent to see to our needs. He would have moved us beyond a reasonable distance from the action, but I pulled rank and firmly instructed him in how and. Yes he is. He is growing into a fine young man.’ And under her breath she added, ‘I think he is going to learn how to treat the ladies right.’ A little shiver went down her spine. And just look at that bulge in his pants. I guess he is a red blooded American male. His sister, Anna, was happy that her plan to find Caleb a date for tonight had worked better than she could have expected. She pulled Anna down and whispered in the youth director’s ear, ‘Be easy on him. He’s a sweetheart. And by the. Then we selected a head-hunter to find the right person to fill the job.The small crate with the painting arrived mid-afternoon and I could not resist unpacking it. I sat it on a small easel and as I stared at it my mind drifted back to the meeting with Jackson.His glazed eyes and his almost whispered, 'The water' and then later in the day when he told us about his father, 'The fire, the fire... 'I felt the muscles in my scalp tighten and I shivered. My eyes seemed riveted to the images of. She shook her head as she laid the canvas on the ground, her paints spread out nicely on the table. She stood before the canvas, hands on her voluptious hips, the loose tunic hanging on her thighs, her long silky legs stretching from the shirt. Shawn smiled as he peeked into the room, watching Erin as she nudged the canvas with her foot. She had started tapping her foot, he knew she was stuck. He turned the handle of the door, opening it slowly, trying to be quiet and suprise her. He had been.