I glanced to the right wondering where the other two were. Not seeing them I looked to the left again. The two and the downed guards were probably fif...een feet to my left with the gunmen just a few feet from them now.The one holding the woman was a few feet behind them and the camera man almost in front of me. I was willing to bet he was wearing an exploding vest as bulky as his clothes looked.Decisions, life and death decisions, I put one round into the head of the man holding the knife at the. ' She broke down again into agonised sobs that tore at his heart. In the pit of his stomach anger started to burn.'When?''Yesterday, a ... after th ... the f ... funeral, they locked me in a shed.' Tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped onto their joined hands.'Whose funeral?' His heart was breaking, intuitively he knew what was coming, and it came with the inevitability of an earthquake.'My mother's... ' She whispered.The anger in his stomach blossomed into a burning rage, 'Have you told the. I sucked softer then let him out of my mouth completely as I rubbed his member. “Oh baby that was so good, that was so fucking good.” he panted as he rubbed my lips with his fingers. He slid one in and I sucked gently. He lay down and rested for a little bit while I sucked his fingers. Traces of me were still on them and I smiled as I ran my tongue across them. I got even wetter at the fact that I was having my way with the talented fingers that played such beautiful music earlier, and that. It happened from the moment I first awoke. It sounded like people were screaming down my ears. I know that sounds stupid but it did. It continued for the first few minutes without stopping and then everything went quiet. I couldn't imagine what was going on so I just decided to ignore it believing it was a remnant of the end of my dream, although I couldn't remember having one. The next thing I heard was my Nan shouting me down for breakfast. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that, I've been living.