She moaned into the kiss as he squeezed her taut bottom. A moment later, her fingers glided around from his back, and downward. His grunt mingled with...a high-pitched, surprised moan from her as she sat back to trace the hard contours beneath the denim. Her gaze lifted to meet his, and Glen surrendered to his desire, which he saw reflected in the depths of her emerald eyes. As he shifted on the couch and leaned over her, she reclined back. Still lost in her eyes, he hovered over her, one hand on. Could you do one more thing for me? Could you get the team together again and get them started on finding Ben."She hangs up the phone, Bernie looks at me and starts, "Don't tell me..."I don't even let him finish and interrupt, " ... Apparently Glen ran into a pregnant Mira in the Leadville jail. She told him she was carrying Ben's baby."Bernie states the obvious, "Well, she was going to a fertility clinic so I guess it worked. But why didn't anyone else know about her going to the clinic, and. Things at that time were not a bed of roses. We had invaded their country twice in our history and they had invaded ours the same number of times hoping for revenge for the loss of the dream of a “New France” right in the middle of our blossoming country. I had always considered the French our natural enemy and not the great ally that saved our bacon in the Revolution. The British were always the British and there was no changing their sense of superiority, but the French were so duplicitous. We have swung with other couples before and I love watching her with other guys. It was getting close to closing time so I went to the bar to pay our tab. What took you so long? you asked. Nothing big, I replied, just talking to Robert (our bartender friend). We were finishing up our last drinks when Robert came over to me and said No problem, Its all been taken care of. A few minutes later, we walked toward the door and found it locked. We turned around and yelled for Robert, and saw two fresh.