I certainly don't lose any sleep over it. Why don't we go inside and I'll show you around."Escorting her in through the front entrance, I took her jac...et, hanging it on a coat tree in the foyer. I let her decide where she wanted to go and what she wanted to see, convinced she had her own ideas about how to view this project."This is a very nice room," she said, looking around the great room. "You have lots of light and plenty of space. It will be interesting to see how you want to furnish this. Wide and chunky rather than tall.“I’m Petra Johnson ... I was on last year’s show – and I couldn’t wait to come back...” If anything her accent is a little stronger than when we last met her, as if she’s hamming it up for the show. “This is Odin ... He’s my very own doggy – I got him right after my debut, and I’m looking forward to sharing him today...”And now we cut to Kimberly Milner – our slim brunette, her long hair over her shoulders, firm boobs and curvy hips wrapped in a figure hugging. I knew who it had to be.“Hi,” she said. “I don’t want to cry myself to sleep. May I sleep with you?”I thought for a second, then pushed the door open. As she walked through, I held my trailing hand out to her. She took it, and as soon as I had the door shut, she came into my arms. “I’ve never missed a Christmas at home before,” she said. “I don’t think I would have slept at all.”I smiled, but sadly, because the same was true for me.So, I leaned down and kissed her, gently pulling her to me, and. Several other potential FBI persons of interest or actual suspects in some nefarious plot were sitting nervously around the waiting room and I speculated right away that the entire area was under video and sound surveillance to glean additional background details on the visitors. That thought prompted me to sit somewhat at a distance from any other subjects and I made a point of keeping my mouth shut even when a pretty young thing smiled at me with a tentative look that was unmistakably.