"Daddy Sam, I would like to have a new experience with you," I said, flirting a bit; rubbing my hand up his leg to the large bulge in his pants. I lea... in and kiss him softly on the lips, slowly inserting my tongue into his mouth. It is so hot and his tongue against mine feels like silk, but he hesitates a bit and pushes me away. Sam is staring into my eyes with a look of lust I've never seen, then grabs me back and kisses me more passionately. He starts pulling my shirt above my breast, I can. I told him how Braxton-Clark had altered my arrangement with Lieutenant Blaydon."He's a damn nuisance." Black Fred said with a scowl. "However it would be pointless asking my father to order Braxton-Clark to take over the responsibility. My father believes that his officers should make their own arrangements, even with a man like Braxton-Clark. Anyway, should he order him to guard the lock it might be taken, especially by Braxton-Clark and his cronies, that my father was favouring you, on. He grimaced and then told Angela to tell her father to come in. Steve was looking sheepish. Niall raised an eyebrow in his direction."Sorry, boss," he said, "I fucked up big-time."Liam muttered a terse "Later."All our attention was on the tall, slim figure that emerged from the darkness into the lighted kitchen.It was his eyes that I noticed first. They were incredibly like Angela's but not the same. There was a feral glint to his that Angela's lacked. His face was grave and unlined. He had. “Am not really alone?” I could feel my heart pounding hard in my chest. My eyes were trying to adjust to me to the room was nearly pitch black except for a eerie pale ray of moonlight reflecting off the fireplace. Was the love seat near the fireplace seemed out of place? “Don’t be so silly,” I thought to myself as I walked into the living room.Two steps in the living room, a voice spoke from the darkness, “Good evening Jo.” and a lamp flashed on. I screamed and stood motionless, pulse pounding.