Tough, we weren’t in England and I spoke American like the native I was. When among strangers, though, the girls usually pretended to not understand...English and I thought that wise.Luggage was the usual crowd, the long wait, and the fight over who got theirs first. There was no option to simply wait until everyone else was done, as long before that there would be more planes landing and the conveyors would never really empty. The real reason I flew through Atlanta was because it wasn’t as bad. "That's the one rule of the Club, above all others: It's always your choice."Holly smiled and nodded."That's the part I seem to like."Then she thought of what she told John yesterday, that sometimes she didn't want Mercy, not with him, and Holly shrugged."At least," she added, "most of the time."This time John smiled."That's understandable. And there's ways to do that."John looked at Holly and a rush of arousal whirled in her groin.Holly was fascinated at the thought of no Mercy, of being this. "Are you sure you just don't want to stay here and talk? I can make breakfast." Allie said, confused at my thinking."Right now, you and I in this room is sex. Let's go someplace that isn't sex right now so we can discuss things." I said."We aren't going to have "the talk", are we?" She asked.A big sign that said "She IS paranoid" went off in my head. I didn't want to deal with this, but I had to, and firmly."Allie, I can do no more than what I expressed physically last night to show my feelings. Next was a callback to Ben Smith. The NSA would have a major role in approving the request. I did not even get to state my request with Ben; someone had already called him.‘‘Are you sure you want to get started in this line of international work? JBG supplying soldiers of fortune and mercenaries does not sound like your kind of business. You know you are going to be competing with the remnants of Black Bear Corp,’’ Ben said.‘‘I have no interest in running a mercenary unit, I just want my ass.