The man who led the group was built a little bigger than Connor though taller, his midnight skin a shock against the stripe of white hair on his scalp... His expression, while open, conveyed a simple personality; he had a certain charming appeal but wasn't possessed of the stunning beauty of the Hawkins.The other male looked to be around my age, pale of course, lean, his short brown hair sticking up in all directions like he constantly ran his hands through it. His movements were twitchy, nervous. We kissed and kissed again. Then our tongues danced. My tongue probed your mouth. I caressed your hair. You looked into my eyes and could see an impish grin. Something was about to happen. It always did when I got that look. Your sundress slowly slipped to the sand. I smiled. You knew I untied the straps. You also knew I appreciated the perfection before me. I stepped back and pulled off my shirt and my shorts. We were the only people in the universe. We were primal. We were in love. You could. From first day of her marriage with my grandpa I became mad for her. She is very frank with me from first day but not talked to me on topics of sex but always watched me with lusty eyes. I saw her many times watching boys with lusty eyes. My Grandmother died 2 years before second marriage of grandfather. My grandfather married her for only housejobs, not for sex because he cant do sex any longer because he is 58 now. And u people know a Pakistani man of 58 can't do sex. We live in a apartment.. I didn’t want to just come right out and tell him what I knew about Margie/Dagmar, but I knew that if I withheld any information and he later uncovered it, he wasn’t going look too kindly on any duplicity on my part. I needed him on our side, and that meant I was going have to put some convincing arguments out there, and being first in line to cooperate with his investigation couldn’t hurt. The problem at this point was that anything I might say about Margaret Brenner having an evil twin was.