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salary. The only expensive things that I owned were my instruments, which also doubled as decorations. I drove a black, two door, 1964 Volvo P1800. I called it a classic, but most would just refer to it as junk. She was worth about $4,000.00 but purred like a kitten, and the interior was perfect. Up until now it all had sufficed me without a problem. My FBI salary with benefits and perks was excellent, but I wondered if I had gone overboard spending for Christmas. I wondered if the gifts I purchased for Dianna and Dr. Green were too much, and if the ladies would take offense at them. I didn't want them to read something else into those presents. Or was that just my paranoia running away with me again?
    I arrived at Dianna's house on time at 5:00pm. She lived in Vienna, Virginia. It was nice out here in the suburbs. She lived in a brick three story town house with a parking garage. She had a Christmas Wreath on the door and on the doormat was a picture of the Magi's following the Star of Bethlehem. I rang the bell and she came to the door in the most stunning attire. She was wearing a Christmas red velvet dress with black high heeled shoes. The garment was made to hug her body and show off her curves. It rested far above her knees and displayed her voluptuous thighs and sexy legs. This outfit screamed sexy! I was in awe and couldn't stop staring at her.
    “Wow,” I exclaimed as soon as she opened the door. She flashed a giant smile and attempted not to blush, but I guess I gave her the greeting and response she was looking for.
    “Thank you very much. You look nice as well. Please come in,” she replied.
    “This is for you. Merry Christmas!” I said, handing her the bottle of Dom Perignon with a bow and her wrapped Christmas gift.
    “Thank you; I have a gift for you under the tree as well, but we have plenty of time for that,” she stated and kissed me on the cheek. Apparently she has a full itinerary for the evening.
    “Dinner is ready and warming in the kitchen, but I wanted to ask if you would accompany me to church this evening before dinner?” She surprised me with that one.
    “I haven't been to church in years. I'm Catholic and believe in the Trinity, but there has been some distance between me and the church lately,” I replied.
    “It's never too late. I'm a Catholic school girl. So, will you escort me to church this evening, Mr. Sands?” Her eyes twinkled as she flirted with me.
    “It would be my pleasure, Ms. Samboro.” I played along, feeling my face spread into a teasing grin.
    “Thank you very much,” she replied with a smile, and grabbed her coat.
    We drove my vehicle to her local church, which was only 20 minutes away. It wasn't as crowded as I thought it would have been. They had a special service for the coming of Christ. It was great!
    “I enjoyed that immensely,” I stated to her on the way back to her house.
    “I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, so did I.”
    We savored a lovely dinner together back at her place. She prepared an exquisite five course meal. She had Christmas jazz songs playing on the satellite stereo station. We opened a bottle of champagne in front of her wood burning fireplace and talked.
    “I must inquire, Dianna; why aren't you spending Christmas with your family?”
    “Well, they decided to go back to Sicily for Christmas and I preferred to stay here. I wanted to get to know you better. Is that alright with you?”
    “Absolutely, and thank you. Everything has been wonderful,” I replied, and then she kissed me. I reciprocated.
    Later, she read the works of some of her favorite poets for me. We opened our gifts after midnight and began kissing again. We started making out in the living room and ended up in the bedroom. We remained there for the rest of the night. Then, around 03:00 AM while we were asleep and snuggled in bed together, our cell phones rang. That ended our silent night. It was a message alert from the FBI. The entire task force would be alerted when