She nodded, taken a little aback by this question. Good. At least I could surprise her."Well? Take me to it!" I got to spank her perky little ass agai...n. I was beginning to like this Dom shit.She led me to a locked door on the first floor of the house and then hesitated again. It was obviously her husband's office. This time I didn't push her. She was afraid of something, and I didn't want to make her do anything that might get her into real trouble with him. Sure, as if what I had planned was. She knew Joe would not understand. He hadn't yet looked death in the eye. He saw every problem as one that simply needed handcuffs put on it, and the day was done. The days when it was that simple for Grace were long over.Joe held her hand for an hour, neither of them saying a word. She appreciated it, but it didn't make her feel safe. Not truly. Still, it was far better than being alone.When Joe got up to leave, Grace finally spoke."You believe me, don't you?" she asked. Joe stopped, and. "Mr. Bell hesitated, then sat on the bed beside Rebecca, took Millie's hand, and looked at us."The Attorney General got a call just before they left, which is why it took so long for them to depart. It seems the jet service you use has been compromised, and the G-5 you booked might, and I do mean might, have a bomb placed on board."Rebecca gasped, Millie cried out, and Colleen balled her fists like she was getting ready to rip someone apart. Mr. Bell continued. "The DOJ is sending one of their. Even the so-called “good” women from good families didn’t hesitate to bounce on the chosen one’s laps with juicy sounds of joyful pleasure. The slightest possibility that they might be picked to become one of the members of high society was enough to make females a lot more cooperative when nocturnal opportunities arose unexpectedly. I could easily understand this simple corruption of a personal nature because it stemmed more from human nature than from evil intent.I was glad that my Clarissa.