The hem of her dress at her knees, the sweeping curve of her calves, her heels. The room darkens somewhat and a spotlight appears at the piano. The co...cert is to begin. ~ Leaving the building after the concert, out on the street they hold hands. She is the one who has taken his hand in hers. He feels her thumb caress the skin of his hand with a single tender stroke. Time stops. Her thumb has caressed him, such a tiny gesture, but her outward expression of so much from one who seems a universe. On this particular occasion, we only took the one car, so I was obliged to drive her home. After walking through the empty car park, we got in the car and she talked about her reasons for being unsure. Then she leant over towards me and she asked whether she could suck me off, one last time. I didn’t believe what I was hearing at first. I was a little surprised at her intentions, and I just laughed at her. Kate proceeded to unbutton my trousers, unzip my fly and take my hardening cock out of my. Though I knew that other folks would be bringing weapons of their own to the disturbance as well. I saw Balla on the run to get to her truck as men were jumping into her truck as men were jumping into mine, and we were both on the move quickly to meet them at the edge of the camp if possible. I turned the truck sideway so we could use it as some sort of protection as a shield towards our incoming visitors. We didn’t have long to wait either, upon seeing our defensive position they began to. He’d been studying them…but the man they saw a few weeks ago was the only one he’d recognized from any of the pictures. And headquarters had already confirmed that he was Robert Warren, a man suspected of working with Central and South American gunrunners for the last few years. Tom muttered, ‘This man who showed up last night…I feel like I’ve seen him before and it’s driving me crazy that I can’t figure out why! You’ve taken a picture of him, right? As well as the other two men with him?’.