The water was cool everywhere except my ass. There, it felt hot. I guess my ass was sunburned after all. I was too manly to admit it to Rory, though.S...e was gone when I finished. I picked the softest boxers I owned, soft sweatpants and an olive green T-shirt that had been in my possession forever.Rory was absorbed with her Smartphone, slouched on the sofa, her head resting on the arm. The television was on. I set about making dinner. I was famished. A day of sun and water does that to me.All in. Friendly fire incidents notwithstanding, several of the smaller craft took damage and limped away, either to the comparative safety of the citadel, or to a distance that took them far away from the conflict.Several heat beams impacted the side of the citadel, and the entire structure shimmered as the structural integrity field, or whatever held the tower upright, struggled to dissipate the energy poured into it.With just several yards to the entrance to the lower levels of the citadel, bullets. Zilpha was shocked when she saw the contents of the envelope. It was the print outs of the pictures of her and Eric making love in her house. She grew nervous as she tried to remember who sent her those printouts. As she inspected the package her cell phone received a text message that said09173004418 – Mrs. Rollins I assume that you received the enveloped I sent you. If you want this pictures to remain our secret open your e-mail account and open the mail from [email protected] there will be. He kissed her on the lips before leaving and said he would definitely come back sooner next time.“You better,” Betty smacked him on the butt playfully. She looked like she couldn’t wait to do it all over again with him.Once he left, though, she groaned and said that guy really freaked her out.“You don’t have to say yes to every guy who pays for sex,” Karen observed. She looked up from her son’s laptop.“I made a deal with myself a long time ago,” Betty explained. “I used to want to pick and.