The euphoria continued on the plane ride back to Washington State and the SUV drive to Tacoma. The closer we got, the more my excitement grew, until i... became too much and I started crying and giggling in Jacob's arms. Leah was alive; we were going to be reunited with her. My skin felt stretched, the excited energy inside me threatening to violently explode out of me. The huge mob that had gathered before the hotel—our Gods were staying here, along with Leah—slowed our convoy to a crawl. There. . OMG! His pants were tenting!Barbie was way ahead of him. As a clever girl, foxy in more ways than one, she had already sussed out her ward. Billy had a crush on her. It was painfully obvious. And if he were a few years older and if they were attending the same school, Barbie would have delighted in stringing him along only to dump and humiliate him in public. But he was too young for that. But not so much a small fry that she should toss him back in the lake. No, Billy had fallen for her. Her own modelling career had started that morning, posing alongside the other three for the non-nude shots before her own topless pictures were to be taken the day after. She wore just a tiny G-string like the others with a T-shirt pulled over her huge, braless tits, her nipples hard and poking against the soft cotton. ‘Okay girls, moment of truth,’ the photographer said. Smiling at the camera the whole time, the three girls slowly, oh so slowly, began to lower the flags covering their enormous. "You chose the space as a random selection didn't you," he said all serious."Yep," I said and we both laughed."I feel it to. The battle never touched this place," he said."Not enough people for any demonstration at all," I said."Good on you," he said. We sat there drinking coffee until he had accessed all the tape. He went back to the postal worker. "We want to take a look at that package for an outside trigger before you pick it up." Come on Brit, Sometimes a bomb is just a fishing pole." I.