I had converted one thousand dollars to British Pounds, and had done an in depth study of John Avery-Smythe, at his place of work.I went into the Hous... of Lords, in the 'between', and then did a lot of viewing of past events. Since I was in the 'between', I was able to get into places most of the general public can't.The result was that in those few hours, I had listened in on hundreds of conversations he'd had on the phone, and in private meetings. I had seen his votes, press conferences, and. It's ok. Just calm down." He looked into her pretty brown eyes. He touched her face. She looked so angelic staring up at him. He had such an urge to lean down and kiss her. Not just any kiss, a long, deep, forbidden wet kiss. "Don't worry sis, I'm sure one day you'll be a mom. Maybe right now is not the time." Don't you want to be an uncle?" She asked sweetly.He laughed. "Of course I do, but we are talking about you right now, not me." I'm sorry I over reacted. It's just the subject is really. I told her about glancing at boys' tented pants as I walked by, enjoying the effect I was having on them. She laughed so hard I thought she'd pee her pants. She said she'd always secretly admired me for what my father considered "brazenness," and was quite proud of that body she'd helped produce.As I looked at my own reflection in the mirror I ran my hands over my breasts, lingering on the firm nipples. I felt them respond as though a lover were caressing them. I moved my hands down, tracing. I remembered they didn't want any help with taking them on board. In fact they were adamant that the boys leave them alone. That must have been the vehicle, then.Okay, I've got that part figured out, but why leave the packages on my boat when they left? They must have been pretty confident that it was a safe hiding place. Then, two weeks later, they return and steal the boat because they can't take the chance of being spotted moving the dope. Still weird. Why my boat in the first place? Why the.