"I had no idea you were there until you spoke. You arrived quietly, or I would have noticed. I'm Malia." I'm Gary." Somehow it didn't feel right to of...er her my hand, not yet. "You belong here." Mmmm. I live in a village above us. I learned to swim in this cove. My pinky toe met a crab for the first time right over there when I was three. I reflexively looked over to where she indicated with a nod of her head, not that it really mattered where the crab had been. Just as reflexively, I looked up. I drove into my garage and got out of the car very carefully. By the time I was out and standing beside my car, Blake was standing there, watching and smiling at my discomfort.He followed me inside and ordered me to make us both a drink. He sat at the kitchen island and watched as I hobbled around making the drinks. I noticed that I had a message on the machine and I played it while I served Blake his drink. We tapped our glasses together in a mute toast as we listened to the message from. The dress came down over me andinto place, as she was telling me to turn around so she could button upthe back of the dress and tie the two, long sashes, in a big bow behind myback. She then fussed with the dress and slip pulling on it and twistingthe dress, to make sure it looked just right on me.All this attention was working on my mind and for some reason I wasstarting to get hard down there.Once she was satisfied how it fit me, I heard, let's go out in the storeand look in the mirror, and. "Former Mossad," she corrected me."This should be a walk in the park for you," I said."I did not like middle of the night runs for them, and I don't like middle of the night runs for Swamp Dogs," she said."I was lucky I never did that stuff. I came in through the back door. Special soft operative I think," I said."An you are the one who kidnaps whole families and plans their execution, if her friends are not freed. That doesn't sound so soft to me." she said."That never happened," I said.