"Gimme a break, you guys," Elaine said, sounding more confident than she felt. She knew her roommates were just teasing and didn't mean any harm. They...seemed to get a charge out of revving her up. As they entered the bar Elaine took a deep breath, determined to give as good as she got.Chelsea ordered a pitcher of beer and Elaine screwed up her nose. She wasn't fond of beer. It was too bitter and it always went straight to her head. A bit like champagne.Oh well, she thought. I'm only staying for. But she didn't make a move to contact her. It was the same as Thanksgiving, I guess.Mostly Christmas eve was D-day for the 'keep Alison Hartnet alive' project. I sat behind my rifle, looking through the scope at the FBI agent who was sitting in a glider on the Hartnet/Vander front porch. Christmas eve ticked down to midnight, then it became Christmas. I guess some people were at church. We were here sighting down a sniper rifle hoping to get a shot at some bad guys.I had taken my eye off the. With that Carol turned my face up toward hers as we leaned toward each other to share a long lingering kiss during which Carol didn't hesitate to use her tongue in my mouth. I think I may have reciprocated, I really don't remember for sure."We were still kneeling facing each other when our kiss broke off and Carol commented that 'it looks like these cuties needed to be freed' and reached and released both of my breasts from my halter. Carol and her lips moved from my mouth to my breasts. She. "Why do you think I had you taken as well? For the benefit of this charming conversation?" He chuckled at his own joke.I waited with grim fascination.He returned his eyes to mine. "The FBI does not understand the full potential of the X series. As I understand from Carol, that idiot Dr. Thompson was too busy destroying them with his goddamn solution to get a good look at them." Those girls needed them destroyed." I said coldly.He ignored me. "Hence the FBI doesn't know how they function. They.