Hell, I had slept with everyone that was going to see me in them, except my brother of course. I was probably going to be taking everything off again ...t some point.Heading downstairs, I saw that I wasn't the only one that overslept. It was almost 11, and we were all loitering around the kitchen for breakfast. Also, I wasn't the only one who had gotten lazy on the dress code.Brad was completely nude, just walking around with a half-hard cock.Brittany was wearing her bra (for support obviously). Third, I need to work with one of your immigration specialists, one who might be familiar with a specific file." What file is it. I'm supposed to be aware of all active cases. I'm trying hard to be a good station chief."I gave him the file number and I could hear him typing. "I have someone familiar with the case, I can have him help you." I'm going to have a multi-agency group interviewing a person knowledgeable about the subject under investigation. She will not be a witness and her identify. The guy, whoever he was, was sitting in the passenger seat with a scowl on his face. Caroline leaned out of the driver side window, ‘Thank you Jamie, I may see you at the week-end …must go before he has another tantrum,’ she laughed. I could see then arguing as she drove slowly down the road. Whoever the guy was he had obviously driven down with Caroline and stayed the night, probably a business acquaintance, or maybe her regular lover, perhaps even a fiancé, although she didn’t wear a ring. I. " She leaned forward, stood, and left the room. I heard the bathroom door close.Thirty minutes later it swung open again and in a few moments she appeared in the doorway of the TV room. Her face was flushed, her eyes bright as she posed there, dressed only in a filmy black pegnoir that just covered the tops of her legs. The light from the kitchen silouetted her body under the silk mesh."Are you ready?" She whispered. Am I ready? My anxieties faded, I slowly stood, moved to where she was.