At the time I hadn't even registered it, but I did now.Clear as day, in my own handwriting, it said Maureen Harris.Maureen Harris.It wasn't possible. ...None of it was possible.I ran from the house, my work uniform under my arm.Behind me Sam called "Maureen! Maureen!"I stopped in the gateway and looked fearfully back. He was standing inthe doorway in a vest and underpants."Do you want picking up tonight like usual Maureen?"I gulped. What else could I say but... "Yes."He grinned. "Great. Why don't. "Mrs. Jenkins," I said when she came over and asked us if we wanted more, "It's a good thing we're just passing through. If I ate here every day, I'd weigh five hundred pounds by the end of summer."The lady laughed and patted Sam on the shoulder. "This one could stand to gain a few pounds," she said."Why do women always think they have to be skinny?" I asked her. "My wife is a good example. She's always worried she's getting too fat."Mrs. Jenkins patted Sam again and said, "Honey, men like a. 'I cheated.' she sent, then gave a big sigh. 'I grinned at her and crossed my wrists where she could see, then I sent her an image of me kneeling at your feet with my choker on.' Zoe's tone was very quiet. James peeked, feeling strangely guilty, and saw that Zoe was concerned that this, not the snooping she admitted to earlier, was something that actually could get her in trouble. He also saw that she was very turned on, reliving that image and the non-verbal cues she had sent to Terri, that. Uh, I was out and about and I thought I would pay you guys a visit. I'm not far away from the retreat and it's been a couple of weeks and ... well, I was just a little worried..."The conversation went much as it had with Fred, then General Whitworth spoke up. "This is General Henry Whitworth. I'm Colonel Matthews' commanding officer..." Colonel? When did that happen?" Uh, he was promoted last week," Whitworth answered, distracted."Well, I'm glad to hear about the promotion, but I really need to.