I’m glad Jason insisted that we wear vests. Your dad never fired a shot, but was hit twice in the chest. The vest saved him, but I bet he’s pretty...sore today.’ ‘Dad was shot? You neglected to mention that little fact!’ cried Gwen. ‘Are you sure he’s okay?’ ‘He’s going to be sore, but he’ll be fine. I bet Paula is treating him like a king. Your dad really has a lot of nerve. He refused to leave when Jason suggested it would be safer,’ added Steve. ‘You really should be very proud of your. "I can't tell you, I promised to keep it a secret", you reply."Wow, you must be a very bad kisser", Miranda says while finally laughing.You feel offended so you answer: "Atleast I've kissed someone before, not like you! You must be such a bad kisser that nobody even wants to try it!"Miranda stops to laugh and gets a sad expression on her face.You kinda realize that it was pretty rude to say something like that.After some seconds of silence she reaches forward with her head and kisses you.This. Hawke and his Institute are the place for Jimto accomplish that."Richard looked again at the card. "Looks like we have no choice but tocall Dr. Hawke."Dr. Roberts looked at them sympathetically. "I am afraid that's true.And soon. Very soon." CHAPTER IISusan and Richard were now sitting in the office of Jonathan Hawke. Theman's name fit him. He had piercing eyes set over a hawklike nose. Hesat tensed at his desk, like a bird of prey in a tree.He flipped through the file Susan and Richard had. . what’s it to be? Said Kevin brusquely while Karen was looking at him in askance.“And oh yeah, pull that top down so I can see your tits from the bar”“A large Vodka ... large on please ... with tonic” Karen eventually replied, feeling in need of a stiff drink after first having Kevin beating and fucking her and now having to sit there facing the bar displaying her thighs, stocking tops and a fair amount of cleavage.“So then Kevin, who’s the skirt?, she looks at bit classy for you ... I’d get.