Barbara first spotted Maria lounging on the sofa. Maria was relaxing on the couch legs crossed in front of her and a drink in her hand. She was wearin... a very short denim skirt with a halter top. The halter made of material similar to a red bandanna. Barbara noticed that Maria was intently watching something across the room. Barbara followed the line of Maria's gaze and saw Roxanne stretched out on the massage table. Naked save for a towel across her derrière, Roxanne was face down on the table. "Another corridor, huh?" Melissa said. "That's much better."As they passed the double doors at the end of the corridor they entered a large living room. On their right hand was a kitchen with three stoves and to the left a sofa, TV and some shelves with books."Nice," she mumbled and nodded."Not exactly what the corridor promises, huh?" Dimi replied."Hey!" came a call from the sofa.Alex stopped and turned.Melissa did the same. She noticed there were three people in the sofa. One of them, a guy,. Nancy talked to her son in a whisper and tried to keep him quiet so that they wouldn't wake her husband. Donald was strongly against u******e drinking, and if he saw his son coming home in this condition, there would surely be hell to pay. As they made their way into the kitchen, Nancy asked Jimmy if he wanted a cup of coffee. In response, he simply mumbled something about sleep.Several months earlier, after he'd turned 18, Jimmy made a big stink about being grown up and wanting more privacy.. We've invited only those we trust, essentially career people. No 'politicians' who'd only be concerned with people's perception."."Good. That's just what we need. Good job." Alan smiled to encourage his Chief of Staff to continue anticipating his decisions. Good men like that are hard to find. There were just too many uncommitted people within his own White House for his taste.It was a hike from the president's quarters in the East Wing to the Situation Room in the inner recesses of the West.