“Why should we do that? This is the NSA’s agent, and I doubt that they’d be happy if they found out we did that.”“Because I know Dick Urban....He’s a 6-foot 2-inch anal-retentive shithead that I’d nominate for biggest douche in the universe in less than a heartbeat. If he’s running her, then there’s more information that he’s not giving us. Sitting Symanski down with Simone might give us insight or information that they don’t have.”The CIA director nodded her head in agreement. “Good point, what. . , " I said, breaking off the kiss. "We can't do this..."Nikki fell back into the passenger seat, a look of pure distress in her eyes."I knew it, you don't like me either! You think i'm just a geeky little girl just like everyone else! Well FUCK YOU!" she screamed, opening the door and running toward the house. As I heard the front door slam, a feeling of devastation came over me. I got out of the car and walked up to the Websters' front door. Mark Webster answered my ring."So, do you know. “What's the point of inviting a strong man along to protect me if he's going to leave me alone with the likes of her?”“Ooh,” said Sophie. “Now you're cruising for a red butt.”We shared a laugh as we stripped again. I tried to tell myself that it was just to rinse off and we'd seen each other naked for half the morning. But in private, the atmosphere seemed a bit more charged, and I was semi-erect when we hopped into the shower. And when Sophie squeezed in behind Zoe under the other showerhead,. .I.......don't think that's........" she stammered.Cutting her off before she get any further in her protestations, Greg demanded "now Mrs. C. You do want to be a good role model for your daughter, don't you? You want to set a good example, right?" Well.......yes.......I suppose," she murmured, feeling a fog settle over her. A combination of the lack of sleep, and confusion over the strange feelings coursing through her body created confusion and uncertainty in her."Well, then quit arguing.