"There's a lot to discuss," said Ken, "and I don't think this is the place to do it." He didn't want to bring Tina to the mansion just yet, but talkin... here was out of the question."Let's go back to the house," said Ken. "Tina, you'll ride with me and Jane, you can go with... Ally."They got up and went to their respective cars. Tina's eyes widened as she saw his nice BMW, then got even bigger as Ari got into her Mini."Is that hers?" asked Tina.Ken nodded.Tina looked stunned. "Where'd she get. ‘Not today. If I don’t get home on time my wife will fuck with me.’ ‘Don’t worry, I’d catch you and if you did fall, go bump, I’d take care of your wife.’ The man twanged. ‘Hell, boy, you’re too big for me to catch, and besides you don’t know my bitching wife.’ ‘I like tough women, but not Pro wrestlers.’ ‘How did you know that’s what she does? The fare couldn’t see Henry’s shit eating grin. Henry knew the asshole had smiled. The rube had forgotten that Henry had picked up Mr. Slick Saturday. She breast-stroked one direction and back-stroked on the return leg. Syd got a butt show one way and a boob and pussy show the other. As distracting as that was, he actually evaluated her swimming proficiency, calling out tips and pointers as she swam. After countless laps, he waded in waist deep and buoyed her body prone in the water as she tried a slight variation on a stroke. It mimicked a similar detailed process he employed in more intimate activities to improve her efficacy. Handling. I don’t what is her problem but clearly something is bothering her. Even so some of the other officer have mention it and we all talked about it all over each among ourselves. Finally, its 430am and well is my time to have a lunch break. I make my way to the back hallways of the executive suit area is the ONLY area that does not record and no one single camera for a least more than 8 hallways is clear from view of the camera is a lot of the officers “hiding’ away area we all have a spot there.