If it wasn?t for him, I would certainly have had a miserable life, I would probably end up working in the sex trade, becoming a drug addict and whatev...r.My son would have never had a normal happy childhood. My Uncle Chris rescued us from that. Shortly after I became pregnant, I was told that Uncle Chris officially adopted me. So I left the mean streets of New York to live with my uncle in Seattle. At first I was rebellious, I didn?t want to conform to any of his rules, my hair was died in all. " What's that?" I don't know. Silver flasks filled with this foul smelling brew. No-one has a clue what it is." Send it over to the lab." It's already on the way," Sands confirmed."What have we managed to figure out about the assassin?" Forensics has examined all the pistols. We've got a full set of prints from Mason and his men, and a smeared partial from one of the Westons. They're trying to clean it up but they think it's probably too degraded to be of any use." Pity. Got ID on any of the. .. to stay awake.”“I understand, Joe,” Gwen said. “I’ll keep it brief but if you fall asleep please don’t worry. Most of what I need to say is for our kids anyway.”He nodded and she took a deep breath.“Joe, I just wanted to tell you goodbye.”“Already said that ... ten years ago.”“Yes,” she said with a slight tremor in her voice. “I remember. But when I heard you were dying, I knew I still had some things I needed to say to you.”“Forgive me,” she intensely whispered. “Please Joe, tell me you. Unhone muskurate hue mere lower ko khol diya aur jhat se under wear bhi taangon se alag kar diya, mera lund unke haathon ka sparsh pakar aur mazboot ho gaya, wo pyar se use sahla rahi thi aur kiss bhi kar rahi thi, unhone hath mein lekar uski skin ko aage-Peechhe kiya to main sihar utha phir apni gulabi jeebh se mere lund ki pink skin ko chatne lagi, main us waqt jannat ki sair kar raha tha main unki gori aur chikni peeth par haath ghuma raha tha, boobs press kar raha tha jab main out of.