It was saccharine, insincere, the nickname intended to mock rather than to endear. “I’m your muse, and nobody else’s. I don’t want to be share..., I only want to be adored by one person, feared by one person...”“I understand! I won’t draw you in the streams anymore, I won’t let people write stories about you ever again!”“I don’t think you do,” she said, “I think you need to be reminded why you should fear me. Perhaps I’ve been too lenient, maybe the soft touch isn’t working out.”She cornered me,. "Carl Zeiss periscope ... move over ... it's heavy." Where did you get it?" East side of the Berlin Wall," Junior said. "Move." You stole it!" Yep ... off a guard tower, move!" When?" Early September, 1962. This came from Tower Three. I expect the Guard will be shot by accident ... that's what the East Germans will claim in the books." That's awful, Junior." Don't ... he shot and killed six people while they were attempting escape ... and those are the ones the books show. Depending on who you. ‘Touching is allowed.’ she suggested. Josh stepped closer and his hands reached out to the lacy material of her bra, he gently ran his fingers across the front to her nipples and tweaked them. Kimberly smiled at his almost shy approach, she’d half expected to be thrown on the bed and ravished wildly. Not that she was disappointed, this was just as much fun. ‘Do you know how many times I dreamt of doing just this?’ he whispered. She grinned, ‘Lots I hope. So, is reality living up to the. Why would Uncle Dave leave his entire estate to me? I never even remember meeting him, and everyone in the family always told me what a horrible person he was, even if they wouldn't give me details. "Forget about him, he's a pervert and a narcissist. We're all better off without him around," I remember my dad saying to me one day when I asked about my Uncle. For that matter, I think that's the most I ever heard someone talk about him.Shifting your attention back to the road, you turn off the.