“Don’t even…”“Maggie says you reached out to Dianna to find out about Edward Everson and his bride?” I sent. I felt a spike of guilt.“So...rry,” she sent. “I should have asked you. Do you mind?”“No need to apologize,” I returned. “You don’t need my permission to do anything. Maggie said that she has put a couple of her interns on it, to see what she can track down.”Jules’ spike of suspicion made me smile.“We’re all friends again,” I sent. “Shall we give them the benefit of the doubt?”“Okay,” she. "They both laughed at that.Bobbie returned with a tray."Bobbie, set it down here on the table and stand up strait."He did so."Ellen, do you see something wrong with this picture?" Of course dear, a maid always should have an apron on when serving." See Bobbie, everyone knows that you aren't to do any serving with out an apron on." Maam, I don't have one with me'"That isn't an excuse. You could have asked. I'm sure that Ellen has a few aprons around; in fact if you looked behind the door to the. They looked stunning! The lights behind them only further accentuated their dominance and power. Each had on big black combat boots, laced up to their knees. Each had on long white latex gloves and had their hair pulled back in severe ponytails. They looked to be completely naked except for, oh god, they all were wearing white rubber butcher’s smocks! Oh God! They stood around me in a half circle, hands on hips, looking at my reaction, letting me see what they had in store for me just. Afterward, they had a few drinks (many for Bill), some friendly exchanges between other co-workers and dinner together, Dutch treat.After dinner he asked her if he could use the phone in her room to call his wife to let her know that he would be home soon. She had seen no problem with that. He had never made any move on her in the three years that they had worked together and other than the occasional sexual banter that co-workers engaged in Bill had never given her any reason to distrust.