He paused, hovering over her, his lips just inches from hers. They gazed into each other’s eyes, and when his lips grazed hers, he seemingly relishe... the taste of her lips just as much as I had a few minutes earlier.Like she does with me, Maria’s hand slid behind his neck pulling him to her, the intensification of their kiss a sign of their rising hunger and passion. I could almost feel her tongue as it met, duelled and swirled with his.Maria’s hands roamed over his well-muscled back, her. .. He must not have any regrets if he died laughing.(Megumi: He's not dead.)Kenshin: He was beaten by a child less than half his own age. He can't believe his own defeat.Sanosuke: I guess. Didn't look that way towards the end though. He saw you halfway through and got scared. He was thinking about running away. The difference between a guy thinking about retreat and a guy concentrating on the attack will come out in the moment of truth.Kenshin: Sano--Sanosuke: I know. I won't tell Yahiko about. ” Angie replied as Mr. Whitelock handed her a little gift carrier. “That wasn’t necessary and I don’t really know what to say.”“You just said all that I was expecting Angie. Just be careful where you open it you may not want the others in the office to see it, and don’t tell them where you got it or they’ll all want one, well Mandy anyway.”“Yes sir, I will be discrete, and thank you again.” Angie took the carrier back to her desk and put it in one of her desk drawers, Then she bent over and. Now scoot and get me my water. And bring that awful, hospital shampoo they use here back with you."She fussed with my gown and draped a towel around my neck to keep the water off my chest. When Roberta brought the hot water, Aunt Fran lovingly wet my scalp and massaged the shampoo into my hair. Her gentle touch belied her size and gruff demeanor, and I found myself enjoying her attention.When she was satisfied that she had shampooed the grime and grease out of my hair to her satisfaction, she.