Go see your new office.” He slapped me on the back and walked out, leaving me to wonder how this kept happening to me.“Mr. Vice President. “Sir....My name is Corbin Wilder, and I will be leading your Secret Service team. I have been advised that we are to transport you to your offices as quickly and quietly as possible, to avoid stirring up the press before they need to be stirred up. If you will follow me, Sir, we will have you out of here and in the Executive Office building in no time.”He was. For a few moments she looked at him in silence. He was not sure what went through her head, but he saw a faint pink creeping into her cheeks as she focused those big violet eyes on his cock. When she looked back at his face, he saw a new spark in her eyes. He felt his mouth drop almost simultaneously with the lowering of the skirt. Very slowly she let her hands drop to her middle, baring her breasts to his gaze. It even looked as if she pushed them out to him. Again he licked his lips, staring. A landing ship was launched with little ceremony from the port side after they anchored well out away from the nasty reefs that lurked below the surface.Haru was chanting his death song making himself an absolute nuisance to the women.Lady Wentworth was primping to look her best hoping there were a variety of valiant studs in need of female companionship. The poor woman had been so changed by her experience with the pirates that she could only think of such depraved matters even when rescue was. " Have you and Joe..." No we haven't. Not yet, anyway." Then Val, engulfed in what would later be termed a light postpartum depression, began to cry. Bernie held Val close to her chest and tried to soothe her. Val seemed to be responding to her when Caroline began to cry."Oh, Christ," Val swore and stood up and went to the baby's crib, lifted her up and brought her back to the couch where she had been sitting with Bernie."Feeding time," she announced, as she freed a breast from its confinement.