I put my bike in the garage and walked through to the kitchen and looked out the door. Sure enough, there she was.I opened the door and ushered her in... and to my family room. "Take a seat while I get something to drink. Would you like a soda too," I asked her."No thank you," came her reply."Ok, but you may want something in a little while and I might not be in the mood to offer then," I suggested."Do you have any Dr. Pepper?" she asked."Yes, is that what you want?" Uh huh."I poured soda for the. Sung Li and her men left, the two women, Vicky and Judy, took us all in another room and shut the door. They quietly started telling us that they were federal agents and that they were undercover. They assured us the torture was about to stop and that we'd be going home. We just had to wait one more night. That night I couldn't sleep at all. I was so excited and relieved to finally be getting to go home. None of us slept I think.Early the next morning just as the sun was coming up, Officer. That's when I suggested to just go to my house which we both felt was risky. I figured that way we would have access to food, alcohol, and cannabis. In our conversations over the last several months she told me she loved weed but her husband was not into it so she rarely smoked any. Well I just so happened to always have a nice variety of top quality flower and she was all in. On the drive to my house which was just under 30 min, we couldn't keep our hands off each other as she removed her. From my desk, I look out over the main aisle of the store, which is also over the lines to the cash registers. Distance-wise, if someone is at the cash register , they're not more than 10 feet away. When I took over the store, I managed to arrange the desk and filing cabinets such that there isn't really a clear line of view below, say, my breasts unless you're standing directly in front of the desk. It's a great arrangement for someone like me. Being pretty much constantly turned on by all.