Her behind hit the keys and he gave her a full smile at the awful shock of sound. He leaned his forehead against her, letting each hand spread out ove... a full breast, to feel her as only he could. She ran her hands through his over grown curls, which were constantly disheveled and in need of a cut. This is how she soothed him, drew him away. This was a moment of sweetness before he stood, lifting her off the keys, on top of the piano, and then spread her legs wide. He sat down and played a. "I hope you don'tmind if I stay to see how you turn out," Mrs. Widders said. Mothercarefully unrolled the curlers, handed them to me so that I could takethe tissue end wraps out of the curler and toss the curlers and sticksin to the curler bag. When she was done, she said, "I'm going toloosen up the curl just a little," and scrunched my hair with herfingers. She picked out my hair with a hair pick and did a littlebackcombing. "I don't want you to look too effeminate," she said.Then she. He said “You are a dream. I still can’t believe that you’re here.”He took the words right out of my heart. I also couldn’t believe that he is finally in front of me.I came closer and slowly took his t-shirt off.Oh my God! His skin… his arms and hands… his body was so exciting.He did a heavy workout since I know him and his every muscle was tense now. He wasn’t in control at all.I put my hands around him and hugged him close. I wanted to feel his skin on mine and hold him very tight. It was. There was more glass breaking and the sound of a round hitting meat. I hopped toward the interrogation room to be pulled back by Howard. "It's too late, don't go in there."Mike was on his cell phone and Marshals were running for the door. I said to Howard, "Let me go with those guys. I saw them, I might recognize them if they pass me."Howard waved me out of the office and I joined six men on the way down in the elevator. They flipped their badges open and stuck them in their breast pockets.