Chapter 3: Kath's lifeAt tea break we sat on stools facing each other when out of the blue she asked, "What is it you resent about my being offered a ...lace in your home? In your life even? You said it wasn't the money and I've promised to pay that back so it must be something more. What is it? Tell me so I know what to avoid if I can."I took me a long while to reply. At first I thought to answer flippantly but under her steady gaze, I knew I wouldn't get away with that. From her serious. Take your time, I thought. No rush here, this was quite a show, Claudia’s ass jiggling and wiggling as she tried to undo her sandal.Sadly, she finally undid the strap, flicked her remaining sandal off, and climbed into the hot tub. Claudia slowly lowered that gorgeous ass of hers into the water, and sat next to me. I handed Claudia her drink and we silently sipped away for a moment.“Are you comfortable, sir?” Claudia asked politely.I thought for a moment perhaps Claudia was feeling awkward. Had. You have never met him or know any of his family?" I was asked again."Not to my knowledge," I answered slowly."Well, you have been requested to present yourself at the Egyptian embassy no later than eight PM tomorrow evening, for a private dinner and conversations with the Egyptian ambassador," Col. Barnes responded while watching me closely."Like I said, I don't know why he wants to see me. I will be sure to let you know what he wants," I assured him.He nodded and then changed the. Gordon picked up a first edition ‘DAVID COPPERFIELD’ and thumbed through the pages. The binding was like new. The pages crisp without age discoloration. A handwritten note, in flowing script, to ‘V,’ on the inside cover, was dated 1850. On the wall was a painting of a beautiful voluptuous woman. Gordon was captivated by the raw sexuality depicted in the painting. The middle aged woman depicted was stunning. Even more stunning was the framed letter under the painting. Addressed to ‘Vondra’ and.