With any luck, we should both have fun. She seemed like a pro who was into the job for more than just cold cash. That in itself was refreshing. If she... didn’t bolt when I brought out my toys, everything would be fantastic. “It’s a deal. Now, my wife is out of town on a business trip for her company. I couldn’t go with her, as my job precludes it. What do you say we come back to my place? It would be nicer than a cheap motel,” I suggested. “Works for me,” she agreed, not a bit perturbed at my. "I'll do the regular superhero routine after this, but this one is just for me." Would your parents approve?" he played the only card left in his hand. I laughed."No, but then if I'd have had a chance to tell them what I'd been doing in Uncle Sam's service all these years, they wouldn't have approved of that either." Very well," he said at last. "What will we do first?" The first thing is taking out the four outside men. They're so worried about covering all the possibilities, they've stopped. Then, the summer before last, it just got to be too much. When you went off on that cruise for a week, I couldn't resist. I wrote and told him I was coming.It says a lot about my state of mind that I was on the plane and halfway there before the reality of what Allie might think of all this started sinking in. I mean it's one thing to fantasize about a guy you knew in college and quite another to have a guy in his 40s show up at your door looking to get laid. Not to mention that she was use to. " he said."Hair, Denny." said Brian, reminding his superior of protocol.Denny suppressed a groan and brought his hands to Val's head, running his fingers through her long black hair, feeling behind her ears and almost massaging her scalp."Okay ... now you can go in." he said heavily.Val pushed by him and grabbed Bob in a bear hug.Denny looked to find that the other women had taken a step backwards, their eyes all wide and staring."Anybody else want to go in?" he asked. He looked at Martha. That.