They died because they were pieces on a chessboard in a game they weren’t playing.”Ben turned it over in his mind a moment and said. “You’re n...t quite right. I do see your point. The agents with the hacker fit the description. It was supposed to be an assassination, not a bloodbath. The hacker was a seasoned pro who knew the risks involved.”“We would have saved him if we could. There wasn’t time. The other agents were a direct threat to us. So much so, our man suicided to keep us safe from. Heading toward the shower room, he caught sight of Julia, bending so invitingly. He paused to admire the scenery. This lovely creature, once his fiancee (the two-timing bitch!) was now his slave. His possession. He could do whatever he liked with her. The thought brought his half hardon to a full hard. He moved forward and knelt behind the girl. He said nothing, simply gripping Julia by her flanks. After all, there was no need for pleasantries with a slave-girl! He slid easily into the. I told her that would always remind me of her.Awwww.We fell prey to another Midwest tradition, wacky weddings with people youhave never heard of before, all drunk at a reception at the local VFWhall. Woohoo! The very next spring we were married with a bevy ofbridesmaids and groomsmen. The wedding was a typical polish wedding (lotsof eating, drinking and dancing) and we closed down the bar then left onour honeymoon the next day. On our wedding night we had fun sexually. Itwas exciting for both. At first she said no, but then gradually she came over and started to kiss me. She slid her tongue in my mouth. It was incredible. The first time I had ever kissed a girl. I was instantly wet. She seemed to enjoy it too because it went on for a few minutes. We stopped and looked at the boys who were wanking furiously. They stopped too. "Noooo," we both said. "Keep playing." "You not gonna join us again?" they asked. Who was I to refuse? I looked at Amy. " I think I've done enough; I just want.