. something else. She´d have no chance of escape, that much was certain.As she was about to raise her eyes back to meet her captors´, she felt a sli...ht breeze of air as his claw-like hand shot up towards her throat, hitting the wood behind her hard and pinning her head back. Even with her being suspended above ground, he still stood half a head taller than her and yet it was the closest they had ever been to one another. Close enough for her to smell his scent and feel a few droplets of water. .." I don't think he did it just because she'd be on the street, homeless." The idea does give food for thought. However, you've known Ed as a close friend..."I sort of cast my eyes downward. She saw it." ... and more, dear, for a month." Nikki decided they belonged together in less than a month, Gramma." Just as you seem to have decided, am I correct?" I will be Ed's wife." And Ed says..." I will be HIS wife. You and I have had this conversation." I know, dear. I still worry that one day you. "Yes, he was. He was the commander of an army group in Texas, I don't remember which one, and was visiting the Pentagon on September 11 when the plane hit the building. After that, Sandra came to live with me. Ever since, certain entities within the army have kept close watch over her, more or less acting as behind the scenes guardians, making sure that nothing untoward occurs."Mark said quietly, "I've not noticed anyone keeping tabs on us." Oh, no, you won't, but they have seen you, and. I’m moaning along with you, your hands clenching my hair, trapping it in tight fists, your hips rocking slightly, gently forcing more of you inhale into me. The pressure’s too much, washing over you and you tense beneath my hands, between my lips, and with a soft shudder, I can taste you. Every drop of you. Like a flood inhale behind my lips, blessing my tongue, so so beautiful my throat. You wrapping me in a soft white towel. Your arm behind my knees again. You kissing my lips softly. You.