" Liv put her fist out and Finn bumped it with his. She took a deep breath as they burst out on the flat ground.Instantly, lead began pounding the SRT...8's armor. The sound echoed through the luxurious interior, but none of the rounds penetrated.Finn zoomed in on the snow cat and returned fire. He aimed at the large windshield. The 5.56 mm rounds slammed into the bulletproof glass, but had little effect. "Fuck, the twins aren't doing anything. The armor's too thick." Finn furrowed his eyebrows. He wants my pussy completely shaved, so close one would mistake me as prepubescent. I’m just out of the shower and I’ve spread my legs apart. I fill my hand with skintimate shave gel and apply it liberally to my mound and around my labia. Grasping a lady schick razor I gently but thoroughly move it across my fine brown pubic hair, constantly rinsing the blade to insure the closest, cleanest cut possible. When I feel it’s as smooth as a baby’s butt I rinse off and continue my preparation. Next. "And after we close our eyes, like the good, little, obedient sheep we are, we gently drift into a deep comatose state, where our bodies are limp and disconnected from the surrounding world. And our brains, suddenly starved for sensory input and something to do, turns inwards and in the space of seconds, minutes, hours or days creates whole new worlds for us, and us alone, to roam and explore."John is not a big thinker, unless wondering whether or not it's possible to make omelet without. ? Was it confiscatedand placed with these archival documents because it was thought to be part of officialNazi military records?? I could only guess. Fascinated by what I had found, I tucked the ledger under myjacket, confident it would never be missed by a nation whose authorities couldn?tdistinguish a fleeing Nazi from a sub-Saharan ?refugee.? Upon returning to Italy I invited a German acquaintance fromthe university, who I will only refer to as Anna, to visit Julio and I out atour old Tuscan.