"It's your fault," she accused. "Your sex life is so accessible, people expect every media figure to fuck on camera. Of course, nobody can get your ra...ings. What was your last get-together? Four women! 'It's a powerless grav-plate, Mr. Director. Can we spend the weekend in your bed?' I wish I knew you were that easy to get into bed when I was your Watcher." It makes people feel better to see..." Please!" As I remember, your last visit to the Institute put two Positives in..." So why did you ask. Looking down at her with bright, wet eyes, he dragged her shorts all the way off over her graceful ankles and went to work at once on the buttons down the front of her thin cotton blouse."When this damned thing's off, I can really get to 'em," he said, his fingers clumsier than he wished.Kelly was feverish to hurry up and get naked for him. There was more than a smattering of exhibitionism in her soul. She darted her hand to help him out. In seconds he was staring at the complete nakedness of. It was time to go to market. The question was, with whom? On top of that, we had no production facilities ready to take advantage of the interest. The scramble was on. Winston proved his value again when, with the help of a friend in the commercial real estate business, found an empty warehouse just off I-580 in Richmond, near the bridge. We drove there with Ben, Charlie, and myself to inspect the premises. It wasn’t my favorite part of the East Bay, but the building looked secure, was. We arrived back at the hotel a few minutes before eleven o'clock. Robert handed the car keys to the valet attendant. I grabbed a bag with two bottles of wine, some plastic cups and a wine opener. Robert led us through the lobby to the elevator banks. We rode the elevator to Cindy's suite. Cindy's hands were shaking slightly as she fumbled to retrieve the electronic card key from her purse. I can only guess that crossing the threshold with her stepson, his fiancé and my stepbrother felt wicked.