“Don’t be silly,” Jessica told her. “The shirt will be perfectly fine.”Mo wasn’t sure about that. Without a bra on underneath, her breasts...would be pushing through the thin fabric in a very obvious way. “Hurry up now pet. Unless you want another spanking?”Mo hurried over to the clothes, discarding the robe along the way. She rear was a little to tender for another spanking quite yet. She pulled on the tight top, then stepped into the thong, before finally sipping on the skirt which barely. . handicapped people like me are supposed to live alone."Jack smiled at her and told her, "The only handicap I see is you are so good looking, I find it hard to concentrate when we talk."Tara giggled and put her hand on Jack's arm. He placed his hand over hers and squeezed. "Thanks ... thanks for coming here with me..." As they sat talking and nursing their drinks, Jack found himself continuing to fall for this lovely lady sitting across from him ... more and more. Once he stopped mid-sentence. After talking to Amelia for a minute, Henry came down to meet them and then escorted them upstairs. The girls still shared an office, but Zack was nowhere to be seen.Mark asked, “Where’s Zack?”Henry just shook his head, “Zack’s on leave right now, since he recently got arrested.”Mark asked incredulously, “Arrested? Zack? What did he do?”Cass said, “He broke up with that guy he was seeing and, in rebound, he found a group of people that had moved here from the US and Canada. Some of the people. He's ex-CIA. Said his name was Ambrose Williams. I think - she was kinda out of it - that she said he usually went under the alias of Peter Owens." Owens," Grace repeated. "Got it." Hang in there, Gracie," Hope said."I will," Grace said. "I'll fall apart after I nail this motherfucker."***The ringing phone was almost expected. He set down his coffee and picked it up in a thick, beefy hand. "Ned White," he said tiredly."It's Grace," the equally-tired voice said."Late nights all around," Ned.