Most capabilities were restored to, or exceeded, original specs.I also had two teams of security officers from my new company guarding my home, and my...office. Two men at the house and two at the office, were on duty at all times. I didn't feel personally in danger at all. That was probably stupid, but what can I say? I was 24 and full of life.My security detail insisted they had detected surveillance on me, but every time they tried to pin it down, it seemed to evaporate. Who ever the other. I just… it's so hard to focus on working when you are, nearby. I don't know, just something about being here, in your house. It's so hard to try to keep a level head. I'm sorry." "Thanks for being honest with me, Stacy," Cara praises, warming slightly. "I appreciate it, I know you're trying." "I can try harder," Stacy offers, worrying she's losing the argument. "What does that mean? WIll you always be honest with me?" "Yes. Yes I will, Miss Cara." "Will you tell me what you're thinking and. Now Mom had some really skimpy string bikinis that she herself wore quite often. Of course I am always standing there throughout the conversation and help to encourage the girls to put one on.Mom normally goes off with the girl for a few minutes, gets her a bikini to try on, and then she comes back to the family room where I am. Together we wait to see if the girl is brave enough to come back out. If she does we go from there. Mom explains to the girls why I am recording them…so that she can. We both has a glass of scotch and made some small talk, then she asked if I wanted to smoke a joint with her. I remember about halfway through the hotel staff knocked and asked us to smoke on the balcony because the hallway smelled like weed haha. After we smoked she said she wanted to give me a massage. I took my clothes off down to my underwear and she told me to lay on my stomach. She straddled me and starting rubbing my shoulders and back, running her hands all over me. Then she began to.