The media chopper touched down next and all the press corps scrambled to get set up. A few minutes later Marine One touched down; not knowing what the...protocol was, I walked to the chopper and when the rotors stopped turning, walked to the door and waited.A marine in dress blues came down the stairs as the door touched the ground, stood at attention and waited for the passengers to unload.After all the introductions and photo ops, we headed to the big meeting room. Ching Lee and Patti had a. . There were, indeed, the ingredients for sandwiches. Freshly baked turkey sliced onto the side of the platter in addition to a profusion of cheeses and other items with which to make sandwiches.Glenda cut a slice off the still-warm loaf, slathered butter on it and took a bite. “Oh, this is truly superb. I could make a meal out of this bread with nothing to go on it except butter.”Laughing, they began.Dessie, after a few minutes to build her husband’s sandwich and then her own, took a bite and. She didn’t look at him as she passed him, but saw in her mind’s eye his hard face and trim dark hair. There was nothing soft about Adam; he seemed chiseled out of rock, impenetrable and pitiless. Even his clothing, always flawlessly tailored, seemed cut from granite rather than fabric. Adam was viciously handsome, in the way of a movie villain. Jane had always hated herself for finding him attractive, but something in her responded to his dark, brooding features and manner. She was usually able. "His eyebrows raised. "How about a glimpse of what you've got to look forward to?" He gripped a large laptop out of his briefcase, twisted it open, and handed it to me. As the page loaded, he pulled down the privacy shutters on the windows so the sunlight wouldn't interfere with the display. On the screen was a video expanded to fit its entire size. I was staring straight down into a brightly lit bathtub. Holy shit! Dominique was in it! I could see the top of her breasts poking through the.