Stew in his own juices for awhile. Somewhere there was a leak. He hated leaks. Someone was going to get his balls cut off. Finally he spoke. ‘Bill, ...e can’t have this. It’s an election year. How did that little Adkins bitch get hold of my private email? Someone gave it to her. I don’t know if the leak was in my office or at Fox News. But I want to know. ‘When we hired you, Bill, we told you that we didn’t want any fucking leaks. Get the FBI on it. Get the Secret Service on it. I don’t care if. You never know how far to go in these situations.” She started to get dressed “Well, we could take this back to my place.” She said while avoiding my gaze. “I’ve been known to take a somewhat submissive role in the bedroom. In fact, I really miss the touch of a dominant mans hand.” “Well then slut, give me the keys and get yourself into the passengers seat.” Her eyes lit up with that and within minutes we were on the road. I grabbed her by the hair and pushed her head down into my lap. . "It's just that your always talkingabout ropes or trying to tie this knot ot that one!" Sheexplained. After a few minutes James looked up at her. "You wouldn'tmind?" He asked, then added. "I mean you wouldn't think I wasstrange or anything?" Marta laughed as she shook her head. "No why would I think that?" She smiled at him and said thatthey were friends. "I'm not going to tie you up and rob you oranything!" She said playfully. It took a half hour or so for them to find some strong cordand. “Roma, let’s grab a cocktail?”“So how’s your honeymooning?” Paula asked as they walked past the glistening pool to the bar area.“It has been quiet, other than that first night,” Roma giggled.“So hubby didn’t notice anything then?” Paula said with a wink. “He didn’t wake up to his new wife with the smell of a fresh fucking.”Roma giggled again, “No I washed all that off. Shame really.”They arrived at the bar and both ordered a beach cocktail, complete with little umbrella, taking a moment to find.