I pulled over and parked a decent distance away. I sat there for a while, reflecting my year thus far. My ex had run off a few months ago, leaving me ...n a state of re-discovery. It had been tough on me and as of lately I found myself unable to concentrate at work. I needed, no I CRAVED something, I just couldn't figure out what it was. I got out of the car, walking always helped me plus I lived in a big city so slipping into life's shaddows was easy. My walk led me to a low end strip club named. I sent the eight agents an order that he was to have NO visitors without my approval and there was an information blackout. Tamim Bashara became prisoner 20172.I finally had time to look at the breakout of the numbers from the two I-phones that Robert had unlocked last night.There was a copy of the printouts, the new pass-codes and the phones I handed to the FBI agent across the table to be tagged for evidence.A quick look and search of the numbers quickly told me how the Iranian and Egyptian. It is all too much for her. Information overload.“Do you want to go back to the pub with your friends or shall I give you a lift home to your house?”“Can you take me to my house please.” She gives me her address. We finish walking to my car. She gasps. Very upmarket, very comfortable. Out of her zone again. I helped her into the passenger seat and fasten her seatbelt, so that she gets used to me being very close to her. As I step back I ran the back of my hand over her breasts. Her nipples are. They’d talked the next week, too. After that, she sang in the choir and left by another door. They only spoke at coffee hour.The election roused tensions even among the adults. But those tensions soon dissipated. The second Sunday in November, Dan Hagopian came up to him. If they’d kept their conversations short and avoided certain topics, it was to maintain their friendship.“Would you like to have Thanksgiving with Gladys and me?” Dan asked. “The kids are coming back and would probably like to.