His instructions were explicit: get prepared for the day remaining fully nude and the curtains drawn back. So you walk out to the kitchen and get ...he coffee going, open the front door and walk to the end of the hall to get the paper. Your heart races as you open the front door. your eyes dart back and forth, your ears seem especially alert for the faintest sound of neighbors or the mail man. You know he would be disappointed of you covered you breasts with your hands or if you ran to get. His handwritten note explained that his Christmas list included supplying the southeast sector with type IV armor and shields and a lot more. He would send me the list once he got lists from the sector chief. He would have the local offices of the DEA, FBI, ATF, and DHS send their lists. I made a mental note to call Dwight to see how to report the income on my taxes.They had shared the American-made weapons and ammo we took from the tunnel with the FBI, ATF, and the DEA to help cut costs for. Two-Horses had gone to the left, so I went to the right. I had not gone far down the hill when I heard a rustling noise to my right. I moved carefully in that direction and saw a stranger creeping clumsily through the brush. As soon as I had a clear shot, the count was now two down and three to go. Also, Two-Horses and I were tied in our little contest.I cut back to my left and went hunting for my next point. This one was a little more difficult, since he was not moving. However, I did catch a. It was gone midday when I finally started to earn my keep. I managed to cram a full day's work into the next six hours, so with that and the day's frustrations I was shattered when I left the small bedroom I called an office. I thought about a quick shower but decided instead on a long soak in a very hot bath, my favourite relaxation, at least as a solo activity.Thirty minutes later, still lying in my bath recently topped up with more hot water, I was calm enough to plan what I would say to.