Orderlies picked him up, put him on a gurney, and Sharon rushed with him into the ER. ‘I don’t believe this,’ Lake said as he shook his head and...took off behind Hastings. +++++ Wilkins looked at the films, looked at the bullets in Laura Grier’s arm and thorax, and due to the amount of damage he saw he decided to start on the arm first, as he looked at the latest labs. Worse than expected, he thought. Very high levels of Xanax, SSRIs off the charts, as well as what profiled out as a possible. Otherwise something would have happened by now.I weigh myself. I've lost a few pounds. Odd I expected to put on somemuscle. I get ready to shave but find there is no stubble on my face.Oh well, one quick shower and I'm out.5:00 p.m. WednesdayI go to my favourite restaurant. I've been to this place in severalforms and always got roughly the same service, but today the clerk ismore curt than usual. I'm so surprised by this that I'm halfway throughthe meal before I realize I've ordered. She drank more of the mellow smooth-tasting wine and gave herself up bit by bit to the rising heat within her loins as Ron's agile finger plied softly and steadily, rubbing gently at the tingling slit of her aroused pussy. It felt so terribly obscene to be sitting there as if nothing was happening, when all along she was certain that Senator Grotter knew what was happening under the table. Then abruptly the conversation turned from the innocent topic of the decor of La Fourchette to more. I pull his chin close to me as I kiss him roughly. His hands hold me as I sit back. Undoing is pants, I unbutton and unzip them. Letting his cock pop out from his pants and boxers. Mumbling in frustration, I stand and let him remove both his pants and boxers. I move my hips side to side. Letting my skirt hit the floor, slowly I slide my panties down. Grasping the hem of my shirt I slowly pull it up. It is a tight shirt so I had no bra on. Sitting again, he pats his bare legs, smiling I get.