The bedroom has chilled a bit, and I shiver, lying on top the covers, as I hear my wife moving around downstairs for a while. I'm anxious for her to c...me upstairs, so it seems to me like she's taking her time. Finally I hear her footsteps on the stairs, and the bedroom door opening She stands by the side of the bed for a while, looking at me. She looks a little rumpled. I hope that she hadn't had too hard a night. I'd like to say something comforting, but I choose not to break the mood. She. " Did they..." Yes sir. The coroner has the body now trying to collect the DNA evidence. We're going over the house with a fine-tooth comb. We've lifted a lot of fingerprints and I'm sure that we're going to find the killers. You can have the body released to you tomorrow morning. Secretary Toomey's parents have been notified and are on the way to Washington."Pulaski waited for a minute for Bob to digest what he had heard and then continued, "Could you tell us anymore about you wife's movements. As the train began to move, I intertwined my fingers with my boyfriends and we rested our hands on his thigh. Tayler had muscular thighs, being a rugby player he was muscular all over. And he was tall, 6"2 infact, and beyond gorgeous. Really quite the catch. I was almost always turned on when I was around him, he knew exactly what to say and do to get me hot. He liked to wind me up, and get me hot in public, knowing I couldn't do anything about it gave him pleasure. Today was no exception. He. He couldn't even enjoy the thought of it anymore. He was emotionally suffering and it showed in everything that he did. He had no social life left, his grades had fallen almost to the point that his scholarship was in jeopardy, and her nearly got his nose broken in the first round of a karate tournament that he was projected to win.Monica wasn't any better. She hardly left the house, ate barely enough to stay alive, and cried every day. Her depression was deep. She loved her son more than.