He snapped, “What, Emma? I’m busy here….today’s a big day for my company and I’m under a bunch of pressure.”I knew he’d been struggling ...t work lately, and might even be at risk of losing his job. I stammered, “Uh…the car’s acting up. Something’s wrong with the engine.”“Well, you’re a smart woman, Em…figure it out, for Christ’s sake…I haven’t got time for this.” Then he hung up on me.I was a little startled by his reaction, but then….not really. I have to admit…my husband could be a. " "Mmm hmmm." Chloe spread her legs a little as the man added another finger, stretching her out a little more. A thought entered Chloe's clouded mind and she gasped as his fingers curled upwards inside her, hunting for the special spot that would make her completely lose control. "You could help me." She whispered. "You'd need to ask for my help." The voice was cajoling, and in combination with his sensitive fingers Chloe was in danger of losing her mind. "Help me." Chloe gasped, arching her. The TV was playing a blue movie and George came into view, carrying a couple of cocktails over to the guys on the settee. George returned to the bar to get his own drink, (Dave felt Trish squirm into him when she saw George coming towards her on the screen). George returned to the seat and sat down, almost immediately there was a knock at the door. Dave was embarrassed to watch his reaction when he opened the door and saw it was Trish. He almost frog marched her across the room and out of. We each contacted a couple of friends during that time to see what rumbles could be heard closer to the ground. Nothing was going around which didn't seem likely. It wasn't until early Saturday morning that we started to get some nibbles. One of the lookouts called in to report a van cruising the area. We had placed cameras on each corner of the building to increase the surveillance and it was the soldier assigned to watch over them who reported. As the van passed the next time we had been.