Be careful.”‘Shit, she knew somehow. Damn women’s intuition.’ He thought to himself.They heard tittering from one of the tents. “Hush, girls... Sleep,” he replied more loudly.More giggles and a “goodnight” returned.Late in the night, Will felt a poke. It was Kalena. She whispered she was sorry, but her knees hurt too much to let her sleep ... and she also needed to pee. Lisa stirred, but Will said he would handle it. He got up into the cold night air.“Aren’t you cold, Kalena?” seeing her without. Mike and the twins walked in, I say twins, looking closer I could see they probably werent. They were about nineteen, and wore similar clothing, they were both pale skinned and had white blonde hair in the same style and the same shape face. The shorter one had brown eyes and dark eyebrows while the taller, slimmer one had pale blue eyes and almost white eyebrows, a natural blonde. Both looked to be stoned out of their heads. No not twins, but they look enough like it to be good for business,. Obviously I had to give Kirsty Connor's details when I applied to join -thankfully she hadn't any criminal convictions. The final part of theprocess was vetting and that revealed my interactions withNorthumberland Police. I was fully supported when I asked to be known bymy Great Grandma's name. From the first day I started work in the HQReception my name badge said Emma Connor.My new flat was only five years old, on a relatively peaceful sidestreet in an unfashionable area, but still close. And Mark blinked. It was quite a mouthful, I know. Everyone understand? The reporters nodded. Good. I saw a cute reporter, her round face framed by curly, red hair. Her lips were big, lush, and covered with a bold, red lipstick. She wore a charcoal blazer and matching pencil skirt. A light gray, silk blouse, the top few buttons undone, showed a bit of her freckled chest. I could see a wedding ring glinting gold on her left hand. Fuck, those lips were so lush they were just begging to suck cock..