"Sir, your luggage is being picked up now from Customs. I have a carwaiting to take you to the Pentagon. If you'll follow me, sir."She was as professi...nal as she was pretty. "Wait, Yeoman," I called. Sheturned to face me. "Don't I have to clear Customs?"She smiled in relief. "Oh, no sir, it's all been taken care of. Now ifyou'll follow me."She led me to a nondescript black navy sedan. With the VIP treatment Ihad been receiving, I was actually surprised it wasn't a Lincoln or aCadillac, but. Reynold and Mrs. Silva were talking quietly. Ms. Reynold's eyes never left Susan. Mrs. Silva walked out followed by Melissa, Gail and Emily. Susan was about to follow when Ms. Reynold called her, "Susan, can you please meet me in my office after lunch today? Around 1:30?"Susan had a sinking feeling but answered, "Yes ma'am."When 1:30 finally came Susan walked to Ms. Reynold's office. The door was closed, Susan stood outside the door feeling indecision not sure if she should knock or wait. Betty. Her hands roam as well and eventually find their way under Amanda’s shorts and panties. Amanda giggles nervously. Sarah continues her pursuit and undoes her shorts and slides them off. Her hands run across the Amanda’s naked butt which she squeezes gently. Almost teasingly her hands run up and down Amanda’s thighs.Sarah stops long enough to get naked, but resumes kissing Amanda’s lips and neck. Amanda rolls Sarah onto her back and eases Sarah’s legs apart slides her hand to her crotch. . It’s your friend Chrissy.”Then Jane’s voice on the line, saying, “Got it, thanks Mom,” and a click as her mother hung up her extension.Jane was more than a little irritated. She’d thought she might actually have gotten through the day without another confrontation with Chrissy, and now Chrissy was calling her at home. She spoke abruptly. “Have you found a place?”Chrissy, taken aback, stuttered, “N-no. I thought you...”Jane cut her off, “Look, I’m trying to help you, but I can’t do.