Alone at stage left I stuck out even more than I had. I was like a sore thumb, a naked pink sore thumb, a very tall naked pink sore thumb.It was as na...ed as I'd ever felt in my life.At that moment I wanted to melt down into a steaming puddle. My carefully assembled extemporaneous speech was a train wreck.With a comforting touch Mrs. Devers moved to take over at the podium. The rest of the dignitaries were still on their feet, obviously in on the plot, probably enjoying my predicament in view of. They knew they were on the trail after a dozen bodies of children from the last burned village was found fifty miles from the village in no-man’s land. Then a day later more were found twenty miles to the south east.‘‘Put a team on it, see what we come up with,’’ I said.By putting a dedicated team on the assignment with the latest tools, more detailed information could be gathered quicker. With enough confirmed evidence a field team would be assigned or hired.It could be Army Rangers, Navy. She looks up at me...you saying everything I like to hear and that makes it easier for me to fall for you more. I leaned down to kiss her as it turned into a very long passion kiss and make out session as she moved up on my body. She moved to sit on my lap as we continue to kiss deeply and I had to hold her yoga shorts. She was moving her hips on my hard cock resting against my stomach so it felt good for us both. I moved my left hand to her right breast under the shirt as my fingers played. Close the locker. Baby steps. Get the fuck outside and light a cigarette. Tear open the letter. Nervous puffs of tobacco. Shaky fingers fumbling with a piece of paper. Plain, Times New Roman typeface: ‘Charlie, Thanks for coming through. That locker key has been in your air vent since Christmas 2000. You’re my contingency plan, kid. Don’t bother to count the money – it’s five thousand in tens, twenties and fifties. It’s yours. The keys are an extra set for the Lincoln, and the red key is.