I had a little overnight bag with me with just a few essentials including a change of clothes, some baby oil and of course my magic bullet vibrator ju...t in case I needed an emergency orgasm during the night. I was dressed very casually in jeans and a plain white blouse and was pleased to see that the others had also decided not to ‘dress up’ for the occasion. Angela had prepared a good selection of tasty snacks and presented each of us with a ridiculously large glass of white wine. We chatted. I wasn’t very happy. I’d gone from happy to angry in the space of 20 seconds. This is why I don’t like Peter. Then all the issues he caused on my wedding day came flooding back and I went from angry to bloody angry in 3 seconds. Then I looked down and saw he’d somehow trampled mud (god knows where from as we’d not had rain in nearly two weeks) up the stairs. Now I was fuming. I decided that enough was enough so I ran upstairs after him.To my surprise he was standing on the landing. He was. The illumination revealed a trio of blacks standing about fifteen feet away down the alley who all seemed to be smoking from the cloud hovering around them. A lazy drunken grin lit up across her pretty face as she realized that a smoke sounded positively delightful about now. If she was lucky she might even score a joint she thought as she willed her drunken ass onward towards them. As she got closer she announced her presence, her British accent slurred heavily as she spoke.“Sup my niggaz!”. You didn't get updated on all that, right?" She shook her head negatively. "The right hand knoweth not what the left hand doth. Helluva system we got here." He sighed.After a pause, Wentworth said, "I'm inclined to adopt all of IO's suggestions on security. We can use National Guard units to provide security on the substations, and the password stuff is so elementary that we should be doing that now. Sam, that's your baby," he said to the DHS-Sec. The CoS was taking notes. "Clint, get with.