After they had all changed into dry clothes, they met in the kitchen and sat around the table to have the talk. With their parents both working, they ...ad the house all to themselves and could speak about anything without getting into trouble. “We need to ask you for a big favor that we need to keep secret” Anna asked. “If Mom and Dad heard about this, they would kill us all!” “Bill if we ask you, you gotta promise not to tell anyone. And we mean anyone” Louise added “what do you say?” Bill. ”“Leverage.” I shook my head sadly. Poor guy was up to his ears in shit, and he didn’t even know it.“Huh?”“I would be willing to bet that the Paris job wasn’t sanctioned. I don’t know what it was, and I don’t want to know. But I’d bet that you didn’t get in and out cleanly. They will have sent someone to photograph you or get some sort of evidence to incriminate you. Leverage.”Panic had now set in, his face devoid of colour. “They’ll force me to spy on you?”“At the very least.”“Please, you. I’d love to see more of that in her.’ Joe looked at his friend nodding, furrowing his brow in thought. ‘She might just need the opportunity to let loose in some sort of outlet, separate from the rest of her life.’ Jeannie came into the room. She had taken a hot shower and rubbed lotion up her body. She wore tight short shorts like something from a more adult episode of Threes Company. Her thick, firm, bare legs rose from high heel sandals up where the shorts seemed almost painted on her,. She was wearing tight blue pants, and a taut blue uniform top. The top two buttons of her shirt were undone, exposing a few inches of her bare chest. She had about C-cup breasts. Her shirt was tight enough that I could tell her breasts were nice and perky. She had medium-length brown hair, tied back in a ponytail. Her eyes were green, and she had long eyelashes. Her badge said that her name was Officer Taylor. "Good evening, officer," I replied, smiling. "Do you know how fast you were driving.