I tried to fight it, but my eyes were glued to her long legs as she slowly crossed right over left. The material to the lower side of the slit fell to...the floor, whilst that to the left almost fell off Sara's legs completely. My daughter picked up a piece of the material that still clung to her legs. I thought that she was going to pull it so that she showed only a modest amount of thigh. But no. Instead, she threw it to the floor, leaving both of her long, shapely legs entirely exposed to her. But regardless she went in search of 5feet and eight inches of unoccupied floor space. She had to rearrange the furniture. Even though I didn't have it to spare, I gave her one of my blankets."You are agreeable to the fish solution?" she asked."With the understanding that the state will notify me the moment that the threat is gone. Also that Warren County Sheriff's office will be held to their contract," I said."That's pretty much what we had in mind. By the way, why the hell would you want to. "You bet your ass I'm coming along. You are working up the plan, because it is mostly your people at risk. My people will be there doing what has to be done from our end. So you breach the house, but we are going to take Dante out of there alive. We need information you know that," I repeated."Look Maxine, " he said. "Don't get me wrong. I know this is your operation, but we practice this kind of thing all the time. I would really like for you to hold back and let us do our job." I appreciate. ‘You’ve already asked who was shafting me.’ ‘No I mean what are you doing to put bread on the table or in your case to clothe your back and finance expensive cocktails, beauty treatment and holidaying in exotic locations with your girlfriends?’ ‘I returned from college just over a year ago and haven’t managed to dredge up a suitable job yet.’ ‘What is your degree?’ ‘An MA in Art History, 19th Century.’ ‘And none of the private galleries of the city gallery want to hire you?’ ‘No.’ ‘Because you.