Just as Dave started to say something else, Whitworth commented. "No way could I get away with another 'lost' resupply case, and if I send him somethi...g he needs, he'll know that I'm watching him."Art leaned forward with an idea. "Well, maybe he could be some type of explorer on a primitive world that you're exploring." The General is already doing that," Jeff returned with a chuckle, "and besides, we use heavily armed teams to explore unsettled worlds. If they don't make contact with. ‘Please. Do you have any?’ ‘Of course I do,’ David answered me quickly, but then continued drinking his coffee as if nothing had been said. A stream of curses threatened to spill from my lips as I watched him do nothing, ‘You…you’re a t — The doorbell rang and I scrambled to cover myself. David answered the door without even bothering to set down his mug and as soon as the lock clicked open, I heard a familiar shout. ‘Where the fuck is she?’ Blaine burst through the doorway with her keys in one. She scorned, “Don’t be silly. The girls are just tits, everybody has seen them already and, as Scout Willis proved, it’s perfectly legal to expose them in NY.”While I couldn’t argue with her words, and clearly recognized her true motive, I was torn between losing the special privacy of her tits being only for me and the pride and arousal of sharing her perfect nipples with Dick and every head that turned to stare at them. My dick stood and voted for the second option.Within a short time, we got. In one of them, Seymour was actually charging Hamilton Ryder with prostitution. He was claiming that Hamilton forced Marsha to trade sex for room and board for herself and the girls. It was another long shot, which he had absolutely no chance of winning, but that would get a lot of saucy publicity.There were still a few holes that needed to be plugged including at least one example of proof of any clandestine relationship between the two of them. I hoped that this one would be taken care of.