Bathing was going to be difficult to begin with. I really enjoyed a long soak in a hot bath but that was upstairs and my earlier efforts had shown it ...ould be a week or so, at best, before that was an option. The downstairs bathroom only had a shower. A very awkward and painful attempt to use that proved difficult too. I’d ended up sitting in the cubicle, not the best position to get clean. Getting back up was a bugger too, in fact, I was sweating so much by the time I was upright that I needed. This timethey hadn't even bothered to close the door, so the gasps, moans and theoccasional slap on the ass echoed throughout the house."I think it would be a nice surprise if you made coffee for Luke and yourwife and brought it up to the bedroom after he is finished screwing herbrains out," Kate suggested to Paul. "I think you got off on the wrongfoot with him yesterday and it would be a nice gesture to show him howgrateful you that he is taking care of her needs so well." I suggested to Paul. ”The other man was quiet for a few seconds, then said, “It is a request, but the request is related to national security, so we would appreciate THE REQUEST being treated seriously. Understood?”“Ah, yes. Jim Fitzgerald. Explosives knowledge. National security. It all hangs together now. You are from an unnamed department of the state. Okay, I agree.”“Thank you, Mr Robertson. In return, I can tell you that Mrs Dora Prentiss is not to be trusted.”It was Reg’s turn to go. She patted the seat beside her and he sat down. She studied him for a minute before pulling herself into his lap and pulling the blanket on the back of the couch over them. She could feel in his hands as he held her that he was still worried about holding her, if it was okay. She shifted again and rested her head in his lap as he began stroking her hair, gently caressing and soothing the place that Jacob had hit her. ‘You,’ she said, sighing, ‘What am I going to do with you?’ She saw him gulp.