Christy walked back into the room, stopping just inside the door. Leaning back against the door jamb, she shifted her weight to one foot, crossed the ...ther leg in front and put her hand on her hip, striking a sultry, model’s pose. She lowered her eyes and waited. I lowered my eyes as well. Christy still was wearing my coat. But she wasn’t wearing a bra any more. Christy locked her eyes on mine and began a slow, sensuous stroll around me. My eyes, on the other hand fell to the swell of her. I put down my ax and wiped my brow."You innerested in that Freddie gal?"I shook my head."I am," he said.I tried to imagine it. It was not a very pretty picture."How much does Tom owe you?" I asked.Carter smiled. "More'n you got," he said."How much?" I pulled out my purse, enlarged somewhat with pebbles, and jangled it in his face."Twenty pounds," Carter said. "Hard money." I might like to have that young 'un myself," I said. "What's your game?" Dice, cards," he said. "Or knives, sometimes. I think we need some girl talk."Denise turned to Jeremy, pulled his head down and kissed him. "Help with the cleanup, Honey, or talk to Jeff, or something. We'll see you in a little while." Turning, she hurried to catch up to Connie and Paulette, who were already walking toward Paulette's suite.Jeremy helped Jeff, but with all of Jeff's team, Security, and the other Alphas, it took only a short while to store the wedding decorations, run the vacuums and put the furniture back in place.The women. In just two and a half short years she has proven herself time and time again that she can master anything that came her way just like the other girls back home.Remembering just last week, when Vicky proved herself once again in the heat of battle during the first embassy visit, - she followed me around back and took two rounds in the vest and still managed to take down her terrorist that had gotten into the compound. But nothing could prepare her for what awaited us off base. We knew that the.