The President sounded a little surprised about this Section 8 and the FBI is not even in the same boat as us.’ ‘What do you mean?’ Greyson asks....‘I mean they have never even heard of Section 8. I trust you’ve read up on the introductory packet I gave you last week so that we’re all on the same page here.’ Both Greyson and Cassidy nod in agreement. ‘Forward and backward sir,’ Greyson adds. ‘Good,’ Grines says with a warm smile. Since we don’t know much on this Section 8, I want to remedy that.’. “I can’t believe you making me have coffee with another man who I don’t know and to top it off he won’t mind having a piece of me like I am cake.” my wife said.Yes I am and please record it like I did I said laughing at her.I walked back and to a table close to where the action will be. Then my wife starts walking back to the cafe. She has a smile on her face and a little bounce in her step which amplified up to her ample breast. I think she is enjoying this.Of course the guy notices my wife. Come on in."I ducked under the grate and he closed it the rest of the way."You look like your feet need some help," he commented as I sagged into a chair and tore off my old shoes. I wiggled my toes, grateful I still had feeling in them."That's for sure," I said. He just stood there looking at me, and made no move to show me any shoes."I have to turn the lights down," he said.I nodded my head and leaned back a bit. Ah, new shoes. A treat for my feet. The lights dimmed. He came back out and. He had been watching her now for almost an hour when she finally spotted him. His heart leapt then sank when from across the room he could feel her gaze turn cold. Despite the coldness in her eyes, she looked stunning, and if it hadn’t been directed at him, he would have said she looked perfect. He almost couldn’t believe that she looked as amazing with her clothes on as she did with them off. He also noticed that all the other men at the dinner seemed tofind her just as desirable as he did,.