Once we were on the road again, she returned to sleep. I went back to the phase where I processed all the information that presented itself, but I did...n't try to problem solve. It would have been futile to try to problem solve, without knowing the exact nature of the problem. I mean I had to meet the Senator's aid that was the mission in general, but I had no idea what the perimeters would really be until I was standing in front of him.We arrived outside the small town of Oswego New York, at a. .. Everywhere a yummy young, slender sensual, tender tall tasty teen, lovely long-legged, beautiful blonde baby, sets some steps. She really looks forward to feel she is eaten by most male eyes, who watch her walk by.Stella Maris is so sensual, scantily clad in a white see-through thin cotton summer dress, right from the start of our trip. We write the year of 1977. She is still a teen, for the coming half year. She takes the single seat at the window, with me next to her. It is chilly in the. I took my jacket off and tried to enjoy seeing this naked woman getting me a drink.Speaking as a designer I admired the house. The living room was a decent size with an arch into a big kitchen in one corner and what looked like a conservatory though french doors taking up the rest of that wall. In the dark I couldn't see much of the garden but there were some well cared for houseplants visible though the glass doors.There was some tasteful art on the walls. What there wasn't was any sign of a. “And you did not think to mention this in your last report Agent Novikova?”“But that was last week and I needed to be certain. The Americans did not believe what President Putin told them about his diplomatic intentions following the suspicions surrounding the disappearance of Anatol Radkov, the Belarusian attaché, and so … now, feel betrayed.” (See Swallow’s Nest).“But it was you who arranged the ‘disappearance’ of Radkov. Are you calling the President a liar Agent Novikova?”“Of course I am.