But they were waiting for me to sit down before the discussion went any farther.I turned to Steven and said, “Could you go check on Bree? Or see if ...yle has gotten here. I need to have a private family talk.”Steven gave my body a once over and nodded and said, “Sure.” Then he set my bag down.I wondered what he’d think if he knew that the bag he had been carrying had the bodysuit of one of his friends in it.I slowly sat down and told my family, “I’m guessing it has something to do with the fact. "I wish that Gary thought about boys what she always thought girlswere thinking about Gary." Done, Mistress." I wasn't too sure I liked that wish. It didn'tseem that much different than what the Tri-P's had tried doing whenthey'd made Gary think she was Effie. On the other, the bitch hadit coming. It was just like the Mistress had said earlier, Gary wouldbe learning to live with some of those odd thoughts her former maleself had always had about girls.After shaking her head, Gary casually. ”“Director!” an analyst yells. “Sir, we have a problem.”“Go ahead,” Roger says walking out of his office.NSA just contacted us,” she continues. “They received a phone call about a threat on the president.”“Did they ask for our help?”“No, sir,” the analyst says.“Strandon just wants to rubs it in our faces,” he mutters.“Excuse me, sir?”“Nothing,” Roger says dismissively. “Anything else?”“We received a call telling us that Ghost is going to broadcast in two hours.”“Damn it, we’re out of time,” the. Relaxing into the comfort the bed offered, he allowed Shay's body heat to mellow his racing heart. Sex with him was going to be better than Caleb had ever thought. Still awake and hardly tired, Caleb rolled from bed, dragging Shayton with him. Caleb walked towards the large glass windows, Shay in tow. Curiosity was written over Shay's face, but he didn't try to stop Caleb. Feeling the excess juices flowing down his thighs, Caleb coated two of his fingers as he gently pushed Shay against the.