“Wait! Hell no!” she suddenly yelled as she scooted away from me as if I had the plague.I chuckled softly.“Thanks for keeping me so warm, Ang,�... I said as I rolled over onto my back. “Mmm, don’t you just love these silk sheets, though? Gotta love the filthy rich!”She had spun to face me and was now crouched down upon her knees on the edge of the bed. I watched her wary expression with casual indifference; she looked as if she thought that I was going to launch myself at her at any moment. I. Gary and I talked it all over at length when I got home. He had been right about Mary. He had told me that he thought she was a schemer and all for herself from the one time he met her. But he didn't rub it in, bless him.He was more interested in what Emine was like. I did have a photo that was taken in the bar where we first met, the two of us smiling together, me in my white dress and Emine in her uniform. Gary thought she looked lovely too.Mary wasn't mentioned again at all. In a way, I was. There are some of my CIA people here, as well as a rotating watch of FBI agents." I rattled off a string of names and badge ID numbers. The head SEAL reached under his weapons harness, dipped into a jacket pocket, whipped out a small flip notebook and began scribbling. "I trust these people, and only these people. Anyone else requires vetting. Clear?" Aye-aye sir." Harmon did a smooth about face and led his men back the way we'd come.Eric, Lilly and I walked over to join the cluster on the. Suddenly, Isabella felt a tingle in her loins. Candace had started rubbing herself with her right hand, and since they were so close physically, the pleasurable sensations were being shared. As Candace's fingers rove up and down herself, pressing in gently, they rubbed up against her sister in law's clit. Isabella began to return the favor by gently groping Candace's left breast. 'Ahh... Yeah... Squish my boob!' Candace spoke, but her words translated to just noise down her sister in law's.