Fitzgerald was silently watching me from afar. Every time I caught her sneeaking a peek at me, she would turn red in the face and pretend like she was...cleaning or run to some other part of the house. It became a game of sorts, to see if I could catch her or not. I didn't understand why she was doing it, but I also didn't care. I found her attractive, and from what I could tell she also found me attractive. I decided it was time to have my first conversation with my employers wife. I went over. She told me that she felt the same about me for a long time now, but didn’t know how to express her feelings towards me. Again I began to kiss her luscious lips. I stuck my hand slowly up her nighty. Her nipples got hard almost instantly after brushing my hand against them. I removed her nighty, her breasts looked so beautiful. Her nipples were a pretty pink shade and not all that small. She told me that it was only fair that I removed my shirt as well. So doing what I was told I removed my. That familiar hollow feeling returned to her when she closed the door behind her. She glanced at her car, thought of her apartment and shivered. For six months, since the day she left Jace and Susan, she had dreaded returning to the loneliness of her apartment. The only time she seemed to escape the feeling was when she worked."Friday night, the weekend," she said aloud to herself when she climbed into the car and started it. "A girl shouldn't be alone on the weekend."She pulled from the. "Congressman, it might well have something to do with those two unfortunate events, however they lie outside my area of professional interest." Dr. Wills, do you mean to tell me you believe the Director's death to have been a natural one?" Senator Mortenson was politely snarling."As I said before, Senator, those events lie outside my area of professional interest. My department is charged with tracking down internal security problems. To the best of my knowledge, neither of the sad events you.