She smiled pleased with herself. As she stood up she moved toward the stairs a shiver ran down her spine. The night has almost started she thought as ...he went upstairs to get ready. She carefully showered. She had chosen Issey Miyake to wear tonight. She had bought some shower gel and the powder at the store when she was shopping earlier…she now bathed in the Issey Miyake. Under the water she drenched her ample cleavage in the wonderful scent. She lathered it as she closed her eyes and rubbed. Harriet and her owner pulled into the parking lot right behind us. The very pretty lady explained that her dog was so eager to go that she had to cut off her exercise routine. She was wearing sweatpants and a light short sleeve sweatshirt I replied that my dog had been telling me to hurry all morning. We went to the far corner as the bassets tried to keep up with a pair of Jack Russell terriers, an impossible task for all dogs but especially pitiful for bassets. We sat together and resumed our. A team can not take a form from another clipboard." I know that." The pages are numbered." Shit!" The captain exclaimed, "I didn't know that." Yes, Sir." Glorious agreed ... he didn't know that.The sheets had consecutive numbers printed with an ink that only appeared under a special light. It was a precautionary device. Very simple ... extremely reliable. The pages were numbered to prevent a team from violating any number of directives. Each day demanded a separate sheet. If there was a number. What Robert sees shocks him to his core. Lying on the bed and covered in blood is his mother.While he stands there, transfixed at the sight of his mother and the blood, his father pulls his pants off. Robert stands there as his father unzips and removes his pants too, shoving them down the boy’s legs.“I had to kill the bitch,” his father says, finally breaking the silence. “First she threatened to go to the police about what we have been doing. Then she tells me she’s pregnant. How dare she get.