" Lilly said stepping out of the bedroom wearing one of my shirts, with one of my pistols held out in front of her and pointed right at Chambers' head...I linked with the black woman and the Hispanic man and burnt rings into both. I was amazed by how quick and easy it was. Every other time I'd had to concentrate, evaluate and regulate how much of each emotion to use when creating the rings. Not this time. It was almost an afterthought."Lt. Chambers, my wife Lilly. Honey, this is Lt. Chambers of. "Maybe just a little bit." Okay, well, have no worries, I did go to hair design school before I wentto CNA school. We'll fix you up good. My name Is Deanna." She was a verypretty girl with olive skin and dark hair that hung in tiny, tight curls. For work, her hair was tied back in a big ponytail, but it was still verywell taken care of.I stuck out my little hand, "I'm Allison." She shook it, and I got a kickout of how big her hand felt. "Thank you for offering to cut my hair." Oh. So polite! . Bill patted the couchnext to him and said, ?Come on now, don?t be shy; come sit next to me.Besides, it?s a cool night, so we should stay together for warmth.?Sam moved over. Meanwhile, Bill had put his arm on the back of the couch,and when Sam got close, he lowered a bit so it rested lightly on hisshoulders.Bill went back to his strategy of the day before, lightly feeling the strapsof Sam?s top, and complimenting him on the cute lace. Before long, he wasagain running his hands over Sam?s. No, there was more. Fun sexuality, he decided. She really was a fun person in all things, and she clearly wanted him to share in that fun. ‘Seen Cynthia lately?’ He hadn’t seen her in nearly a month, since the night with Aimee. He felt her hand reach over and rest on his lap. ‘Why you wanna know?’ ‘Just haven’t seen her. Wondering how she’s doing.’ He felt fingertips trace the outline of his bulge, felt himself getting aroused. ‘She’s okay, I guess. We’ve spoken a few times. On the phone.’ Her.