We sat and had a delightful lunch. When it was all over, I paid the lunch bill, but Agent Longmire tried to grab the bill, but I was just a touch quic...er. This caused both of us to laugh a bit.She told me that she thought Patrick was a very handsome man and is interested in going out to dinner with him and Jill and me. This made me very happy to hear that such a violent act did not dissuade her from wanting to go out with Patrick.As we finished our meal, we headed towards the front door to. We spent most of the rest of the day just messing around with each other and eating junk food. It was past ten when I told Travis that I should probably be getting home. “But don’t you want your cake?” I froze, he knew my weakness. “Well, maybe I could stay a bit longer.” I said turning around to face Travis. He smiled at me and I thought for sure I was blushing. He walked into the kitchen then came out with a plate with a piece of cake on it. I was practically jumping up and down as he gave it. He was a broad man that had muscles on his muscles. He rose from his chair behind a large desk and shook her hand with a firm grip. His eyes stared into hers and never wavered, as far as she could tell. He didn't even stare at her erect nipples, which was unprecedented. Angie had never met a man like this, immune to her 'charms' and it frightened her a little."I like to shake an employee's hand and look into their eyes. If they can meet my gaze, I am assured that they will be loyal employees. I had advised Kay this girl from the UK who seems to be an oversexed young woman searching for answers about her own sexuality, to apply to our obscure and dubious sexual oriented school for a scholarship and acceptance! Our school was located in the N/W USA Portland Oregon a very liberal city much like Seattle and San Francisco, and supposedly we offered under the guise of, minority, multicultural, ethnic and for better international race relations the opportunity to become more knowledgeable.