The next morning I wistfully packed everything feminine into the case, carefully locked it, and put it back into the jeep. Laying out my golf clothes ...(I kept the shoes in the jeep with the clubs), I grudgingly donned the ultra-masculine business suit, combed my long hair into a neat pony-tail held by a black band, and went to the restaurant to meet Dick and the clients. Despite feeling like I was in a wall-street version of a straight-jacket, I enjoyed the excellent meal.George, the owner, and. Two weeks after this i had arranged to go round to her house for the eveing but as i pulled up outside Sharon called me to say she was stuck in a huge traffic jam on the motorway and would be at least an hour. "The house is empty, Mel is out. Just let yourself in and make your self at home" she said. So okay i thought i'll sit and drink her wine! first things first i needed a piss, i let myself in and rushed upstairs to have a pee.As i walked out of the bathroom i got the shock of my life."I. Abby’s statuesque form would even make wearing a fifty-pound potato sack look sexy. Brad was putty in his love’s arms as they kissed.“Bye Mom and Dad love you, see you at the party!” She yelled at the master bedroom. The noises coming from behind the partially open door gave away the sounds of them enjoying another good fucking session.“Your Dad is letting you drive his Shelby?” She remarked as Brad politely opened her car door.“He said it shouldn’t just sit in the driveway looking pretty, it. .. and then I remembered...The night of the assassination, when I had Shane hustle Hawk Dryden out of Congress, and get him to the bunker, Renee Carson was serving snacks to us in my Suite. I looked right at her, and there WAS a congressional page with her, who helped carry it all. I bet he saw her armed, and she knew that he knew she had a gun when she wasn't supposed to.He saw her, and didn't die. She needed him to die before he remembered her being where she wasn't supposed to be. Mohammad.