<strong>Tsade ~ disclosure </strong><br/><br/>Tsade stepped against Lily pulling her in tight to his chest and kissed her hard. Yes, he had heard every word she said. The questions she asked were also his questions but there was no help for it. He had made the proper decision under the circumstances. The decision between two equally unpleasant choices like boiling oil, and red ants.  It was risk management. Determining how much information was safe to place in his mother’s hands before some major incident occurred.<br/><br/>It was that very concern that had propelled Tsade in the direction of his current dilemma. Anything else was better than his mother scrutinizing the operation of this entire system.<br/><br/>The task was daunting. Lady Beatrice had weaseled her way into the complex with her native intelligence and the instincts of a piranha. She was here and there was no help for that. No damage done yet but it was half past 8 pm and his mother had only been there a few hours.<br/><br/>He would give her bits and pieces. Minimize the risk and mitigate most of it to Lily and the tour. Besides he could keep tabs on them both. The question remained, who would be the guide.  Who in this organization could be counted on to reveal nothing? Who would so baffle his mother with nonsense that she would lift up her skirts and dash off to parts unknown.<br/><br/>Who?<br/><br/>He gave up trying to think of that one special person for he moment.  Lily’s warmth too irresistible. He carried her to the bed. His hand stroking down her body as he kissed her neck.  Lost in the closeness of the woman that fueled his fire.<br/><br/>“Trust me,” He groaned as he sank into her depths.