"Come, sit across from me. Sit still."I gently began to caress her face with my fingers. I traced the outlineof her lips with the tip of my index fing...r, then slowly pressed it onher lips until it slipped in and felt her tongue. I removed my fingerfrom her parted lips, leaned in let my tongue replace it. Her moutheagerly accepted mine.As our kissing grew more and more intense, I took hold of her tunic andbegan to pull it over her head. We continued exploring each other'smouth as I took her. I thought it a fitting observation, so I playfully slapped him on the back.“You know they will send their best men after us?” He asked.I shrugged at the point, extending my arm to placate him, patting his shoulder. “I know.”Under the crisp, clear sky the sun started to take its toll on me, parching my mouth. I licked my lips and looked at the ravens that started to circle the field of death.Scratch had run back to me and jostled my arm in his excitement. “Lord Solon, this is a fine victory. Our. 11:30 on a Friday night and I’m at the nicest hotel around, Julia thought as she walked through the lobby. I bet I know what is going on in most of these rooms… Her mischievous grin must not have been as subtle as she thought, for as she approached the receptionists’ counter, the clerk on duty said, ‘Well someone must be having a great night!’ Julia quickly left her thoughts of what was going on behind closed doors behind. ‘Delivery for Suite 1’ she told the receptionist. ‘Do you have a name. What is it, Italian?’ ‘Armani.’ Horace nodded, impressed. ‘I’d keep ’em, I was you.’ ‘Naw, I got three inches more in the waist now then back then.’ Back in the day, Marty had lived large. He stole cars, hijacked trucks, and robbed high stake poker games, and payrolls. Flush with cash, he hovered up cocaine for breakfast and Maker’s Mark for lunch, so jittery from dope and hung over from booze he seldom bothered to eat. He had gained thirty pounds in prison. Horace refolded the slacks. ‘Was.