My belt buckle is composed of a new type of high explosive that is plated over with brass. The explosive is controlled by a transmitter that is part o... my right shoe heel. It, like the other, is undetectable by any but the most sophisticated gear, and even that must be at close range to be successful. I have been sent here to kill Art Hanes and if I am unable to do so in a reasonable length of time, my employer will activate the explosive in my necklace. If I try to remove it, it will. Well, that's part of it. But maybe also he's just not the kind of guy who is attracted to someone like you." Suzanne didn't want to reveal the whole story right away, but she wanted Susan to start to realize that something was very wrong, and that it wasn't just simply what she expected."Suzanne, are you saying I'm unattractive? I can't see it myself, but everyone says I'm some kind of raving beauty. Even you tell me that from time to time." You are, you are! You're gorgeous! He couldn't ask. How long were you married?’ ’12 years.’ ‘What was he like?’ She thought for a moment. ‘If you could take all the best features of all the men who ever walked on this earth, and put them into one man, that would be Jack.’ Her description overwhelmed him. It was obviously an exaggeration, but he could tell that she missed him. She became quietly lost in her memories. When she came back to the present she said, ‘Yes, it was beautiful.’ He thought she was about to cry. After another long pause she. He smiled at me as we worked together. His belly was big, round and hairy, a very masculine figure of a man. I pulled my shirt over my head to match him. He pulled me up so we were both standing, facing each other. I closed my eyes and tilted my head forward, lips slightly apart giving him all the invitation he needed. He kissed me passionately, tongue probing into my mouth, searching for mine, fighting mine as he held me in his arms. Our bodies crushed into each other, I could feel his.