.”“I’ll be home soon, gotta go, bye,” he said and ended the convo abruptly.All right, he had panicked like an idiot. But there was no way he w...s going to let Aron guess where he was. With a purposeful stride, he walked over to the reception and let the woman tending the front desk know who he was and what he wanted.It had worked much better than expected, and except for the unpleasantries of having biological samples collected, everything had gone smoothly. The doctors at the clinic were more. So Tommy had to sit at the tablewhile the maid put his food onto a spoon or fork and placed it in hismouth a bit at a time, as if he was an infant. He even had to wear abib. At least Ming let some sympathy show in her expression. And shewould coo to him and whisper words of consolation. The bond that hadbeen growing between them became that much stronger. It was so nice tohave her on his side. He even dared to think secret thoughts ofrebellion. Why not? How long was he going to go on. It would have been cool to snoop, but I was recognized. In less than a minute, I had three of my New York crew, Sean's Lord of the Grounds and Siobhan converging on me. Only Siobhan was smiling. Grinning might be closer.She said, "I knew you would come. They are about to start making ice cream. Naturally, you smelled it." I grinned back. Short jokes are fighting dirty, but food is fair game. "That would be the stink I smelled over the diesel. Did you leave the cream out too long?" Rather than. Her sex growing warmer, Natasha was treated to a fresh outpouring that almost choked the surprised ex-agent; apparently the brunette would have preferred espionage over her current desk job. Given the circumstances Maria was getting the best of both worlds. Closing her mouth over the woman's sex, Natasha swallowed her excitement.Maria held back a moan; when Natasha had come in here intentions had been clear. Perhaps she had let things get out of hand... but testing the ex-agent's willingness to.