My shoulders were naked and it was obviously that I didn't wear a bra. The dress ended just a few inches underneath my sexy ass. "Do not say a single ...ord!" I told him. He grinned at me, got up and took me like a gentleman on my arm to lead me out."I'm starving to death!" I said after I ordered me the biggest portion of spaghetti they had. "We need to talk about some business, Lola," James said. I wrinkled my forehead. "What is going to happen now?" I don't know, James. But there will be surely. Ok, I hadn’t seem much, but I was hot and my penis wasstraining at my boxers. With no look out the windowand still pretending to be engrossed in my work papers,I pulled off my shorts, crossed the room, retrieved mywine bottle and poured myself another glass. Then Iwent back to my papers, making sure that my nuditywould be visible across the street. But, in thedarkness there, was she watching?The next day I was busy. I still enjoyed the Athenian“sights” as I walked and rode. Luke stood up, accepting the fact we slept together, and walked away angrily into the house. "Thanks a lot Jake," I said looking at him, and walking into the house, going into my room. I went to sleep, for the rest of the night, and woke up at nine, I walked into the kitchen to poor myself some cereal as I heard someone enter the room behind me. "Hey, Soph," Luke said, sitting down at the island bar, on one of the chairs, "look, about yesterday, it's your life, you can choose if you want to. The hit on the apartment house was bad enough, but the damage there had been to one side and had been contained. The hit on the hospital had been dead center, and what hadn’t been destroyed by the explosion had burned to the ground. There were hundreds of dead, and a pile of rubble reminiscent of 9-11. I symbolically helped shovel some debris for the cameras, and then presented the director of the hospital a check for $1 million from the Buckman Foundation, along with a promise that America.