Rolled up my contacts in every government department. It was their country now. They could make of it what they will.I let my security go, one by one....Until there was only Yakob left.“Sit, Captain.”I was in a recliner on the Royal’s west side, facing the blue of the Mediterranean.“I’d prefer to stand, bos.” He remained in hands-ready position, feet slightly apart, hands above his waist, eyes scanning the hotel.“Of course.” I paused for a moment. “Our time together has come to an end,. I jumped at the chance and we have been Babygirl and Daddy ever since. We have also met for real and this is our story.I sat there looking at the computer wondering what I would put in my email to Babygirl. Oh God, her last email made me hotter than hell and my fingers shook so badly I could hardly type.I imagined what it would feel like to meet her for real. I'd place my arms around her waist, and then pull her close as we passionately kiss. Her lips would part and our tongues would do the. She tossed his unconscious form aside with contempt and turned to the other creature, now firmly in the grasp of the young man in the car. She noted with grim satisfaction that all this had barely caused her to break sweat. Great to be fit!"Do you want me to deal with this one, Veronica" asked Douglass. "Or are you up to it yourself?" I'm very much up to it, thanks! Hand him over!"Fifteen minutes later a subdued and very sore couple limped dejectedly away and Veronica and Douglass embraced long. My obsession towards Bess continued through our fourteenth birthday. Bess and I shared the same birthday and even nearly the same time of birth though several miles apart and had celebrated the event with joint household parties until she shrugged me off.We didn't look like twins. Bess Jensen and her parents if we lived in Nazi Germany would rule as prime examples of the Aryan Master Race and would have my family exterminated. Except for her brown eyes, Bess was blonde through and through. Both.