She heard the bath water draining away and the door squeak open. Emma stood naked except for a towel around her shoulders, framed in the doorway."What...'s up?" she asked, smiling."Come on, you need to get dressed."Emma slipped over to the bed, sitting with one foot pressed against the opposite thigh. Her little girl pussy, tight, spotless, gleamed between her tanned legs while her breasts poked out behind the towel. "Why, what's happening?" Emma, we have to leave. But secretly." she confided,. "I'm nervous about this too, and they are my friends as well. I won't push too hard this time." Becky looked relieved and a little grateful."Of course you'll be wearing different clothes then they might be used to," I went on, "and who knows who will get a peek at that lovely bare puss of yours, but I won't bend you over the pool table and spank your ass in front of all our friends."The whole time that Becky was talking she was on my lap facing away from me. I was running my hands up and down. "Yes you can go back, or transfer to any one of the other 80 embassies. They are all going to go through this process this year. But there are only 18 embassies that currently have hazard pay." Once you get the emails, if you have any questions just ask. I have to run, good evening - we will chat soon again Harvey," I replied and then I closed the screen.The girls were waiting in the gym for me to go home for supper. All the day help had been gone for a couple hours. The night crew was doing. There's nothing wrong with either of us. It doesn't make sense. He's a great guy." She frowned, pouting sadly, and sighed. "He is so busy, he works so hard. Four, sometimes even five days a week. His only pleasure is golf. And bridge. He's up at the crack of dawn almost every day and off to the Valley." The Valley Country Club was the most prestigious one around here. "We get together, if I can say it that way, maybe once a month. Sometimes less. The last time was three months ago. He seems to.