.. did you have an appointment?” Embridge clamped down on himself, hard; he heard himself babbling like a confused fool.Get a grip, damn it! he swor... to himself“We have an appointment,” the younger man said. “Perhaps your secretary failed to explain our purpose in asking to speak with you?”These two? Embridge moaned silently. The Kendricks property representatives?“Why, of course you do,” Embridge back-tracked swiftly. “I’m sure she did but perhaps she wasn’t quite clear in her explanation.. I looked around tomake sure that no one was looking but it was a furtive glance andobviously I didn't look all round. The knickers were at the bottom ofthe flight of stairs. I held one pair against my hips, they seemedokay. I was taking a second pair off the hanger when a woman started upthe stairs to go up a floor. She looked at me and smiled as she did. Iguess she must have seen me with the first pair. I held the second pairagainst me and they too seemed okay. So I chose a third pair. Her top joined the other garments a moment later, and two sets of eyes focused on her bra. Once again, Pierce skillfully popped open the clasp of her bra, and then both men helped her take it off. Even before it fell with a muffled thump to the carpet, she had two sets of lips wrapped around her nipples.Courtney trembled and whimpered from their ministrations while running her fingers through their short hair. Hands slid behind her from opposite sides, and then touched. Trent chuckled, and let. " I'm expected at the White House in thirty minutes." he said.I shrugged. "I'm sure they'll understand if you're a little late." Ike Blacktower." He said my name as though it were an accusation."The one and only. I understand you've been trying to have me arrested. Well, here I am. Want to tell me why?"James Edward Barrett, the Attorney General of the United States, fifty eight year old former minor league baseball player, political activist and Superior Court judge, glowered at me."You.