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it was time to come in for an assignment. The timing couldn't be any worse.
    We got up at the same time to check our phones, which wasn't necessary. The message was the same on all phones. It simply stated,
Please respond to the Task Force conference room today, December 25 at 0900. Wheels up at 1100.
The message alert never went into details about the emergency or assignments. We always packed clothing for a week's stay at the destination. This didn't give Dianna and me much time together this Christmas, but at least we had been able to spend a wonderful evening and night together.
    “Good morning, bright eyes. How are you,” Dianna inquired with a smile? She replaced the cell phone on the nightstand and made her way to my side of the bed.
    “I was doing excellent until the phone rang,” I responded.
    “Well, let's see if I can make it better,” she said as she moved herself on top of me in the bed and began kissing me.
    I still found it hard to believe she was here with me. She was just as gorgeous waking up in the morning as she was later in the day. She didn't wear much make up, perhaps a little gloss lipstick but that was about it. She had natural beauty and didn't need to fix herself up with makeup. I guess that's why she looked perfect even after waking up.
    “So, who did you get those beautiful cat eyes from?” she inquired.
    “My mother has green eyes,” I stated.
    “Do you look like her or your dad?”
    “It depends on who you speak to. What about you?” I asked.
    “I favor my father,” she replied.
    We continued making love for about an hour, and that was cutting it close. I still had to drive back to Foggy Bottom and get my luggage for the trip. Most of us kept a suitcase packed and ready, because we never knew when that phone call was going to come or how much time we had to respond. The good thing was that it was Christmas morning and there shouldn't be any traffic on the road. Only the lonely and the weary would be traveling this early a major holiday.
    When she got out of bed, all I could do was watch and admire the shape of her. The curvature of her shape was exquisite! It was like watching the Venus de Milo. She was perfect from head to toe. I got excited all over again just watching her walk from the bed, and she knew it. She turned around smiling, knowing I was watching, and asked, “Well, are you coming or what?”
    She wanted me to join her in the shower. It did make sense, since we were in a rush. We could save a lot of time showering together. Then I thought to myself,
You truly are a nerd to even consider thinking about saving time, when all she wants to do is continue making love in the shower
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    I finally departed her place at 0600 hours with a humongous smile on my face. Since there was no traffic, I could make it back to D.C. in 30-40 minutes by bending the speed limit a bit… or maybe more than a bit, I hoped. I could use my credentials if stopped by law enforcement for speeding, but I could only go so fast in the old Volvo I was driving. There was no traffic, as I had suspected, but it had snowed last night and the roads were slippery. I made it back to Foggy Bottom an hour later. I grabbed one of my recently purchased suits from the closet, and threw it on. I had purchased three suits since I became a consultant for the FBI. I really wasn't a suit wearing kind of a guy. I picked up my prepared luggage and departed.
    The FBI instructed us on what to pack while on assignment. Our luggage contained the standard items: one black or blue suit with a tie, oxford shirt and oxford dress shoes which we wore during departure. Two suit slacks to coordinate with blazers, two pair of khaki pants, three oxford button-down shirts, two FBI polo shirts, one FBI sweat suit, a pair of casual shoes, a pair of sneakers and unspecified underwear and toiletries.
    We purchased whatever additional items we needed while on assignment. We all had a government credit card to utilize while on in the field,