So from that, I pieced together the absolute perfect outfit. I wore a long-sleeved white button-up shirt, a red plaid skirt, and one of Derek's red ne...k ties. The shirt was snug and revealing and the skirt was short and made my ass look incredible. I had put on make-up and parted my hair into pigtails. I "slipped" on some black super high heels and was just about ready to hit the road."So, what do you think, Derek? Do I look like...a hooker?" I stood in front of him, twirling and posing like a. “I’ll bet it was Nancy who asked him and I’ll bet it was Rita who asked you.”I smiled. “Women do get notional, don’t they?”“They do. I can’t think I have objections, either.” John waved his hand for me to go as he was busy with his figures. I thought about our conversation as I left the house. It seemed as if John was okay that Nancy thought well of Sam. Was it okay because Sam had saved his life or was it because he thought Sam was a suitable mate for Nancy?I was pleased that I had John’s. Light music, dim lights, beer glasses and two of us talking, it was definitely delightful. I wanted to take him in my arms, but was hesitant to do so. I started running my fingers on his silky hair to show my pampering. After 5 minutes, he leaned his head on my shoulder. Now, that was a good sign. He was lying on my shoulders, and we were sitting & talking. It was really kind of romantic.I finally took the initiative and with my right hand held his face and turned it towards me. I could see. “I thought you said that all of the major criminals had been taken out?” the Mayor objected.“They have, but WE don’t know who or what he or they will go after next,” the Police Chief had just finished saying when the door to the conference room opened and two men walked in. One was in civilian clothes and the other was in a military uniform.“I’m Dr. Boudinot and this is Colonel Coley. We’re from Military Intelligence at the Pentagon, and we know who is the cause of all of your recent problems,”.