Mrs. O'Grady saw that Sarah was upset, so she held her hand and talked softly to her. Sarah trembled as I told Mrs. O what had almost happened to us, ...he tutt-tutted over our story.Sarah had finished her coffee and lay her head down on her crossed arms. The night had really taken its toll on her. "Take her up to the empty bedroom." I gave her an unbelieving look. She hastened to explain herself. "I know I only take gentlemen borders, but she has had a terrible evening." I carried Sarah upstairs. And assuring confidentiality of national secrets is one of our most profitable services. Most of what’s in the lock boxes comes from the White House, or DoD. Their stuff is delivered through secure pipelines. We just capture it in real-time as it is piped over from the source and then we guard it. We are not authorized to access that data; let alone read, or copy it.My system manager’s revelation provoked the original “Holy Shit!!!” reaction from me, which was followed by a panicked scramble. ?Not the only little whore who likes to play rough,? he said.He wasn?t expecting the kick in the shin. It allowed me to get away fromhim. I rushed back to the drawing room, where everyone was gathered.I scanned the crowd. I had just made eye contact with Agatha when heseized me by the arm and yanked me hard out into the hallway. He pulledme back toward the stairway to the servants? quarters and then pinned meagainst the wall.?Let?s be civilized about this,? he said.?All right, let?s. You leave. This one entry will be the one that stands out most.Our secret started about a six months ago. We were running late getting ready for school one morning. Misty and I were eating breakfast at the kitchen table. I had finished mine first. I rushed upstairs and began a shower. I was just stepping out when Misty knocked on the door and asked if I was done. I told her I was done with my shower, but I still had yet to brush my teeth. Little did I know that my sister was going to barge in on.