She found him ‘interesting’, her words. He found her engaging, dynamic, forceful and good in bed. There was something however, but he couldn’t p...t his tongue to it. However, great sex, good looker and a dynamo with his divorce, what more could he ask. Rachel had secured a modest payment for Elizabeth’s ongoing welfare, and jack all for Susan. She would have to go back to work, full time. Good! He thought, show her what the real world was about, no more luxury lifestyle for her. He imagined that. She was wearing a silk dress the color of cinnamon and complemented her mocha colored skin. It hugged the curves of her body perfectly and showed off her magnificent behind as she walked in front of him to invite him to sit. She was gracious, "Would you care for a drink to calm you down, you look nervous."He shook his head, almost afraid to speak. His hands were sweating and he wasn't sure what was supposed to happen so he has rather nervously and looked around at all the Black art and the. "If he has any kind of practical Intelligence experience there isn't much chance Congress would ever approve him to be DCI. They might let him be Ambassador to some rinky-dink third world country though."I grinned slightly. "Just imagine how happy they're gonna be when they find out about me." I'm looking forward to seeing it. I'll be upfront with you... I thought the Doc was nuts offering you his job. At first anyway. But the men I sent along with you when you went home had nothing but praise. I was leaning with an arm on the fence, biting my lip and fantasizing.His body over mine. I tried to imagine what it would be like for him to tug and pull on my nipples. I let the memory of his abs under my fingers when we had been wrestling once slip into my fantasy. My hand roved over the muscles and I shuddered. I was so lost in my mind that I didn't hear the gate open. "Eliot! Get your ass out here!"My eyes shot open and I quickly pulled underwear and shorts up. I knew I had been so.