Sorry Alva..." he almost stuttered.I just laughed at him."No worries, what do you want?" I asked as I took out a pair of PJ-pants and started to put t...em on. I didn't get a response so I looked over my shoulder as I pulled the PJ's up over my ass."What did you want Tomas?" I asked my brother again.I could see him blush and shake his head a bit."Sorry... I just got captivated by your, quite honest, sexy ass. I haven't realized that you are so sexy and hot before Alva." he said and blushed more.. I'm still tryin' to finalize the deal." Well?" Crystal probed."I could tell you but then I'd have to shoot you," I exaggerated. Maybe. "Can you be at Bushie's at six thirty?" Yeah, sure," Crystal agreed, but I could tell she really didn't expect any information. Oh well. She'd know everything soon enough."Where's Adam? Didn't the two of you walk together from gym?" I asked."I could tell you but then I'd have to shoot you," Crystal threw back. Adam, however, showed up just a few moments later.. Yet they pushed on to develop weapons of mass destruction.The intercepts indicated the strikes were going to be against American interests, allies and bases. All these troop movements made me think there could be much more.I called Bob Smith and General Ingram back, ‘‘I want increased surveillance of Iraq, Syria, and Jordan,’’ I said.They had no method to get that many troops across the Strait into Saudi Arabia, Oman or United Arab Emirates so they must be planning on a land attack or one hell. I then checked on my son in his bedroom, as he was already sleeping. I closed his door and continued down the hallway to the livingroom, so I could pay Sophia for her time, and make sure she got home safely as well, for it was getting dark earlier now and she lived a few blocks down the street. As expected, I found Sophia layed out, down on the couch watching TV. Once again I was met with that lovely gleaming smile from earlier. "Oh, hey Mr. Conrad, how was your day?" she said, jumping up from.