"We looked downstairs but didn't see her. We figured she might be here when we heard you talking from outside," Flora answered."I've got to get that d...oor soundproofed," David teased."I was upset because of what I saw today," Alice explained. "I wanted to talk it over with my dad, as I thought he'd understand."The girls looked at each other, not responding, so David assumed he knew what they were thinking."There's not much room, but if you can find a space to sit..." He didn't even get a chance. “ I was thinking, while we were making love the other day, how I almost let slip, while you were talking about me sucking you off all over my lips, so we could share your cum...I almost slipped!” “ Slipped? How so?...” I queried. “ I almost said that I wanted to try licking it off another woman instead! Does that make me weird or something? I'll never stop loving you, Mel. But I'd like to share love with other women. And guys too. Would you like that too, baby?” She cautiously queried. “ Oh,. "(blush) "Yes, we did. Promise not to tell my Mom and Dad? I want to break it to them." You found out from WHOM? Not Old 'AA'?" Oh, her husband. Where did you meet him? WHERE??" No, I never knew" (voice dropping to a whisper) "your family was naturist. That's just so cool." Yes, I guess before I would have thought it perverted, and I bet Mom and Dad still would. Not now. I'd love to go out with you."She had gone back to the beach daily since that call, usually for just the afternoon.The PA. In fact, she was pretty sure she had the FBI on the line. She looked a question at Tibideaux."Nope. Call 'em back, like you said," he replied. The other producer, Valerie DuPont – no relation – said that Destrie was indeed the Assistant Public Relations Officer.She said goodbye and hung up the phone. Then she looked up the number of the FBI's switchboard and called it. Jim took the phone from her and pushed a button to record the call. "Martin Destrie in Public Relations, please," he said to.