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"I came to see the Chief." I said. Sue let me in and dried her hair with a towel. "She is up stairs, on the right." Sue turned and left me to close the door.

I went up and knocked on the Chief's door. She answered and was also dressed in a robe with wet hair. 'Come in Josh I just have to dry my hair."

She turned and led me into a very nice room. The walls had been stuccoed with different colors of sand and the furnishings were all matching. There was a door off to one side and I saw a bathroom with the floor still wet through the open door. "Here sit and tell me about the bunker."

We sat at a table that she was using as a desk. A candle was on the table and several sheets of paper. I took a piece of paper, "here let me draw it." She nodded and dried her hair while I sketched out the patio and pool and drew in the west corridor and the four lookout posts. I drew the levels in cross section and tried to describe each room and corridor. It was difficult because she was only wearing a robe and her breasts kept flashing at me as she dried her hair, but she asked questions and finally sat back and said, "You'll have to go back and find out more. Possible?"

I smiled at her, "Lenore is expecting me tomorrow afternoon, for lunch."

"Another satisfied customer for the old Perkins charm?" she said and smiled at me.

"Lenore is never completely satisfied," I said, "She just too tired to joust anymore."

'Really," the Chief said slowly, "You had more to give her after all day?"

I looked at her and smiled a little, "You know me Chief, Mr. Eveready."

Mercer looked at me and smiled then she put her elbows on the table and leaned her head down with her chin on her fingers and looked at me. "No Josh, I don't know you. I knew your Dad and he was very memorable but you, I don't know you."

I just looked at her. Her eyes were glinting and she was softly smiling and I sensed a grizzly bear in need of castration in my future.

She smiled even wider and said, "I generally make it a point to test each of my men on the team. Perhaps if you agree, I could make up that oversight?"

I looked at her, "You mean evoke the goddess and ..." I let it hang.

"Well if it repels you?" She backed off frowning.

"Oh No, Chief, it doesn't repel me it is just a surprise that's all."

"Grace, call me Grace tonight." She said and looked at me evenly.

"Grace, it would mean a lot to me to evoke your goddess; I just never thought I'd get the chance. Can I brush your hair out?"

She looked at me puzzled and said, "If you wish?"

I smiled and said, "I do, I like to feel women's hair. I run a shampoo chair at the bath house and the massage parlor at nights sometimes."

"Don't you ever get enough?" she smiled.

I grinned, "Well Sarge wanted me to do it. You know, talk to the women and get them to open up to me. I haven't learned anything yet real important but they are starting to open up. And I made three dollars last week."

"So this shampoo chair is intel gathering?" She seemed unconvinced.

"Yes but I found that women relaxed and are more fun if I break the tension."

"Tension?" she asked and closed her robe a little.

"There is a sexual tension between men and women sometimes it's good but sometimes it isolates a woman from you." I looked at her. "Yes you can feel it now can't you. You closed your robe even though you know, that I know, that we will soon be coupled so tightly together that the air itself feels tight in your chest."

Grace gulped and said, "I know what you mean. I like the feeling."

I smiled at her and got up and moved around the table. "You are a mature woman Grace, you know what is going to happen and there is a flutter in your chest and you want it to happen, but not too fast or be over too soon. Right?"

She grinned up at me and opened the buckle of my belt and unbuttoned my pants. She pulled me out and squeezed it and rubbed her cheek on the tip. "Is that Lenore I smell on you?"

"Oh, yeah, we need to wash. Sarge would skin me if I forgot the ceremony."

Grace stood up and kissed me and began unbuttoning my shirt an

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