After about 20 minutes waiting to get served Sarah showed up saying she lost Felicity in the crowd so we decided to give up on the drinks, go find her...and call it a night. After searching the dance floor i found her pressed up against a wall with 2 of the guys from earlier next to her. One had his tongue in her mouth roughly kissing her whilst his hand was under her skirt clearly fingering her. The other stood by the side with his phone out recording it while pawing at her tits through her thin. He noticed her nipples tenting her sexy gown. She reached for the terry cloth robe then started to set the table.“The cooking,” she replied. “That’s woman’s work.”“I don’t mind cooking.”“Can you poach or baste eggs?” Nicole asked.“No.”“I can and I’d like to cook for you. You’ve been doing all the work around here and I think it’s about time I pull my load.”“Why don’t we split it? You do the breakfast and lunch and I’ll do the dinner.”“Okay, but when I’m one hundred percent I’ll take over all. Instead of a Republican Party or a Democratic Party, just as our forefathers envisioned, we should have one party, the American Party. Not a party for the rich or a party for the poor but a party for everyone.He watched her walk down the hall and disappear in the ladies room. Nearly as tall as he was, she was tall and he didn't realize how tall she was, maybe 5'9", until she stood next to him. Wondering if she was wearing heels, she wasn't. She was wearing dirty, white tennis shoes. That's when. It would have been warmer.A non-descript, rather short man with thinning sandy hair put his head into the boat's saloon. He looked around a few times attempting to appear nonchalant but looking more furtive by the moment. The shabby overcoat and down at heel shoes appeared ostentatiously scruffy. Harry wondered why he used him.There was no one else in the saloon and barely anyone else on the boat but the man advanced on Harry as if the eyes of the entire KBG, CIA and SIS were on him. He sat.