They entered. “It’s nice.” Sierra said. She looked around the room. She put her holster and pistol on his desk. Than she took off her light plat... carrier and squawker. She was just wearing tan cargo pants, black combat boots, and a black t-shirt. She was wearing a bra so John noticed her perky nipples sticking into her shirt. She walked over to the view screen, and turned it on. She was watching the news broadcasts from the US. It was talking about the attack on North Korea. “Damn they are. ‘That’s a lovely song, Laney, and so appropriate,’ Denise told her. ‘Thank you so very much.’ ‘How are you two doing?’ Stan asked. ‘Better and better, Stan,’ Susan answered. ‘Of course, Laney here might be needing another job soon if the rumours about The Firm are true, but we’ll have to see what happens.’ ‘Actually, I doubt if it’ll be as bad as they say. I know the old man’s retiring, but his son is interested and pretty sharp. Even if he sells, that’s not the end of the world. In fact, this. ‘Francis the second’ became a frequent visitor to our bedroom, although I was careful that he didn’t visit too often. I teased Sue that having just avoided the risk of losing her to the real Francis, I was damned if I was going to risk losing her to a plastic version of the man himself.Sue still saw Francis at the shelter, but now his dating life had started up again, they only saw each other on Tuesday evenings. I sometimes teased Sue whether now she knew Francis was unavailable it made him. His shirt was soaked under the arms, his collar was unbuttoned and in spite of his tan his face was as flushed as though he'd been out in the sun too long."Don't mention fire!" His attempt at a laugh was shaky, bitter. "I feel like I'm burning up. God it's hot in here!" Then turn off that damned gas log! I never could figure out why you had to have it going all the time. You'd have been a natural as a fire bug." Yeah, big deal. 'Charley, build us a fire. You're so good at building fires.' Turn.