The guard thought to take the chance to run for it, maybe getting back to his colleagues locked in the kitchen and freeing support to subdue the intru...ers.He was halfway down the corridor before Raynor shot him as an afterthought.Harvey Dent reeled on seeing the cold-blooded murder. His two-faces were barely distinguishable under thick layers of foundation. "Guards!" cried out Harvey in desperation. He jabbed a finger at the two men in front of him. "You murderers!"Raynor and Potkin looked at. There they stood about a foot apart gazing into each other’s eyes before grasping each other around the waist.“You sure it’s OK down here Sandra? Maybe your bedroom would be better? We won’t get caught will we?” “No silly, no one’s home you saw the note Rob left about fishing, we have at least an hour before my Mom gets home.”Now they had my full attention, to Hell with fishing, I was going to see what they were up to; it’s always good to have a little dirt on your sibling. As they swapped spit. I thought you’d got over the jealousy thing?’ ‘No, I told you that it would take time. Time to build up trust, time to let feelings settle. I think you instinctively trust more easily than I do, Stan, possibly because the trust you feel has never been broken with the shards of it raked across your skin. I have! It’s taking time for me to let go of the feelings left from that experience.’ ‘Ouch! I felt that. Still that bad, huh?’ ‘Well, yes. But it’s better than it’s ever been Stan. I do trust. Ashley lay her head beside his, turning to him, and her lips searching. He kissed her passionately as his hands caressed her tits. Their tongues explored each other’s mouth as they moved against one another. His one hand released her breast and slid down her stomach. He ran his hand through the curls of her bush and slid his fingers down her slit. His hand rubbed against her tiny button as he caressed her lips. He could feel his penis enter her vagina over and over.“Mmmmmmph…” she moaned into.