I was sure that Ken could call on people to get us out of this mess.An hour later two men walked into the room. One was dressed in a suit and tie and ...ad a gentle look to him. The other was a harsh looking policeman. I stood and said "You have made a mistake." I meant to ask about my husband but the policeman put his hand on my shoulder and pinched. There was tremendous pain as he forced me back into the chair.Tears rapidly filled my eyes and I felt like I was going to vomit. The man in the. I realised with something of a start that I was a little horny, a bit randy, in need of a little comfort.I'd worn some pyjamas to bed, as the evening was cool, but now I didn't need them, and pulled them off under the heavy covers, wishing for a moment that the boyfriend hadn't left, and then remembering that he wasn't exactly the best in bed anyway. I'd masturbated regularly throughout our relationship, both with and without him, but it had been a long time since I'd had both the opportunity. " The reverend said.Agents Yancy, Kelly and Simms manned the living room windows. Agent Butler and Officer Marcetti defended the kitchen. The enemy was advancing in a line, firing their weapons as they moved."Stay down!" Yancy ordered. "They should need to reload at about the same time!"As predicted, the fierce fusillade lost strength, then suddenly ceased as the cultists paused to reload."Let'em have it!" Yancy shouted. The law officers stood and opened fire on the enemy who was now helpless.. Every opportunity we chatted and spent time together,at every opportunity we touched. It could be thebriefest of touches, brushing an arm, a hug hello orgoodbye, standing close in the kitchen making tea…thecloser we stood or sat the more intense the feeling.Until one day after spending hours digging over thegarden in the rain, covered in mud we had the perfectexcuse to jump in the shower.We laughed standing in the kitchen like a pair ofdrowned rats, stripping down to our undies.