Bridget should also be calling shortly with the plans for your evening."When we entered my suite, the red light on my phone was blinking, indicating I... had messages waiting. I ignored it until I'd put my luggage in the bedroom and poured drinks for everyone. Then, with drink in hand, I moved to the phone and pressed the Messages button. There were four waiting messages.The first was from the hotel manager informing me of the reserved a suite for the Andrews party, the second from Richard, asking. For years afterwards I would picture those marvellous breasts swinging in my face as she bounced on top of me. It was around 5 years until I got a feel of anything bigger than a C cup and it came courtesy of a hooker.I'd had a couple of girlfriends in the years after Katie, and a couple of one-night stands. They were all smaller in the chest department unfortunately, but I would take whatever I could at that age. By 22 it was really starting to bug me. My mates didn't know I was a tit lover. She slid off the bed and wrapped her robe around her before crossing the hall and noticing the envelope.I suppose I'd better see what it's about.As she slid her finger along the envelope to open it she thought of the man who had drowned - and how tragically unlucky some people were. She realised in contrast how lucky she was to have Jayne, Jayne who wasn't just kinky but was kind and generous, and funny. What would she do without her?Maria pulled out the note, unfolded it and read:Dearest. The Judge loved getting his hands on a few million dollars at a time, as his teams, using our intel, unearthed, identified, and captured Muslim, and Russian spies, would-be suicide bombers, and terrorists. Jack's guys got rich, and Winnie's team did too, but the country was the real winner as we thinned the radical Muslim herd, and cut off supply lines used by America's enemies.That we did so without the media or alphabet agencies getting wind of our activities was the best part. We flew.