She was quietly moaning once he did too. Her tits were rubbing up against his chest while he pulled her tightly into his body and while they kissed as...well. She was into it all and Karen started moaning, as she kissed him endlessly, and found herself wrapping a leg around his waist. That turned him on some as she did but she never stopped kissing him throughout it all. He heard her moan and grunt every imaginable sound too and as she did, she found herself pushing into his body more and more.. She reached into her shopping cart and pulled out the duffel bag with the logo of the advertising agency where she formerly worked emblazoned across the side, which she had taken when she left her condo. She pulled at the rusted zipper of the old, worn bag, cursing its stubbornness, then gave one good yank, hearing the teeth of the zipper finally give way allowing her access to its contents. The items she had originally taken from her condo had been replaced by items that Gloria has acquired. I was almost ready to make the tour.Then I got the visitor that I did want to see, my daughter.God she was pretty. Just like her momma, I mean just like her. I was so proud and so glad that I’d been able to step up to protect her. If I never did anything else worth a damn in my life that would be enough, I thought, as I watched her stride purposefully toward me.“Daddy!” she cried as she got close. She nearly crushed me with her hug. “Are you okay? Momma told me, just an hour ago, that you were. Gunther Westlake was a vet from Iraq who’d taken work with a private military contractor after his discharge. He was tall and rugged-looking, and I noticed that his eyes didn’t settle on anything for very long.Cynthia MacArthur was nearly his exact opposite. She was short and thick, but she’d been in Iraq too, and there was nothing soft in her expression. I got the sense that our security detail was a little more top-shelf than the last ones had been. I was glad to have them.After we were.