, “Holyshit!”Meeker was, in a word, a mess. Ashes and ruins slashed across the pristine patterns of streets and buildings in a dance of random des...ruction. The same pulse of power which ignited the motors in our refrigeration units had run riot with the village’s appliances as miles of wound copper wire converted the influx of energy into a core-melting heat.I shuddered in sympathy as I focused my field glasses on the village in the valley. I could only imagine myself in their shoes on that. "Please, Sweetheart, don't cry. God, it hurts me when you cry like that. I know it's hard. I know you lost something ... something you wanted. I can't get that back for you, but I can take care of you if you'll let me."Through her sobs and hiccups, Gail said, "It's not ... It isn't about, not about the baby ... I know Dad would ... he would tell me to get an ... I never had anyone ... not anyone who ever ... cared enough."Howard put her back on the bed and brushed her hair out of her face. She. I took a light grab with my thumb at her neck and the rest of my hand up her cheek. I bit her lip gently and then forced my tongue deep in her mouth, making her heavy with breath when I let go of her again. It aroused her and she wanted to repay me. She straddled me and threw off both her shirt and bra. I grabbed each of her breasts squeezing firmly around them. My fingers centred at her nipples that immediately got hard. She had her face in the air and made deep heavy sighs. I let my hand. She was very impressed with my wine collection I kept in the basement. After I had shown her the inside, we stepped out of the double doors onto the back deck. As soon as she saw the hot tub she asked, ‘Is that thing on?’ ‘It should be.’ I walked over and lifted the top and steam escaped into the cool night air. I looked at the floating thermostat: ‘103 degrees.’ She looked at me with a devilish smile. ‘Let’s pour some wine and climb in.’ I was suddenly very nervous. ‘Cindy, you don’t have a.