But you are here now! You smile at me, gently- the smile of a lover. Your eyes shine and your lips beg me to kiss them. I burst into tears at the sigh... of you. Here you are in my own room. I breathe your name, over and over. ‘Hello, dear,’ you say. I can whisper nothing except: ‘I love you.’ Your face blushes in a way that gives me immense pleasure. ‘And I love you, I love you so much.’ You take me by the arms, pull me against your body- the only body I love more than my own- and kiss me.. If she felt very daring she would do it as passerby’s came near them, occasionally giving them an accidental show as well. He loved when she was in those moods; her eyes were piercing and demanded attention. She had a way with her looks that could make any guy melt without even touching him. “I know you’d love knowing I’m going bare under the skirt, but I don’t know if the toy will stay in place without panties, so we’ll see how it goes with panties at first. Is that alright with you,. ’ The recorder clicked off the tape was over, Lydia angrily hung up the phone then speed dialed Leah’s number, all she got was a busy signal. She already knew where the rest of the night would take her, she got out of bed and quickly searched for her clothes and keys, tonight’s fun had just begun. *** I couldn’t take it anymore, hell I shouldn’t have to take it anymore. Technically I was the queen of botched suicide, but not tonight. Shit I’m still shaking, its not right, he’s gotten bolder, he. The Americans seemed to be a lot more flexible in using former Nazi administrators for a labor force than the French or the British but it was due to the melting pot attitude of the Americans that preferred selecting the best man or woman for the job rather than using the European way of fostering nepotism or giving preference to males over females in all positions. That did not include the SS members that had seen service in one of the concentration camps. Those involved in that genocidal.