The Story starts here - One day she came to our home with her hubby and son . i was not at home since i went out with a friend.when i came i saw them ...nd welcomed them with a smile and we had a small chat like how's life going and how is my studies going on , I then being very naughty saw her hip when she went to kitchen to drink water.She saw me and asked how was your day today.i replied good and kept eye on her cleavage.After that i kept on thinking like she isn't happy with her hubby and she. I am sorry about that but I know you are at your best under stress,” Frank said. “To add to that stress the people in this room are the top tier of national security; do not BS them.”“You will only have to appear Wednesday for the House committee,” Frank added.“The committee is yours, do what you always do dazzle them,” Frank replied as he turned towards his seat.“For those that do not know me, I’m Roberta Jones, my friends call me BJ. I am President of Jones Business Groups. My part of that. Ever since then he had been scanning pavement and walls, looking for anysigns of a hidden recording device. If anyone had been watching then hewould have presented a most curious figure, alone in a part of townwhere the only population outside of work hours are a few rats and maybea fox or two.The sound of the vehicle grew louder and louder, until it was clear thatwhatever was making it was substantially larger than the car thatWilliam had been expecting to arrive to ferry him to whatever. I looked atit. It was a baby's bottle. I should have got mad. I should have at leastscrewed the top off. But I just replaced my pacifier with it.Finally the men went and I could hear the show in peace and quiet. My Mumsaid I could come now and see what the men did. I struggled into my room.Mum said if it was hard walking, I could crawl. I got on my hands andknees and crawled in. I couldn't believe it; she changed my room into agirl's nursery. There was a crib and changing table. All my.