“Do we just knock?” asked Erol.“Hannigan said someone would call to us, but we would have to wait. They’re likely scanning our faces and runni...g checks on us right now.” Tamara’s voice was tight and low, unable to keep it from trembling.Moments passed before a woman’s amplified voice rose above the light breeze. “Wait where you are. An escort is coming out.”Tamara’s brows lowered. “Odd. Hannigan said they would keep us outside while they interrogated us for our intents.”“Maybe they know who you. I managed to get all the wood the trolley could take into in. Then I sat down and drank what was left of my water and suddenly I had a quick flash back to a time in the past when some stranger had tried to rape me in the woods, I struggled that time and I got away, but looking back now and after experiencing being raped by Mr Byrne, I was starting to regret that I got away.I sat there wondering what it would have been like if I had let that man just stick his cock in my mouth and then ram his. Obviously, Hannah had recognized his truck and wasn’t ready to see him. That hurt. But who was the pissed off guy? Tom saved Hannah’s life once, did she need saving again? Was she making bad choices all over again? Fate seemed to be playing a prominent role in their crisscrossed lives, so Tom decided to let events unfold in accordance with the spirit powers he believed gave Hannah to him in the first place. With deliberate calmness, Tom unpacked his camera and attached the telephoto lens. He. He was quite muscular and tall. I noticed that he was with his wife, quite a good looking woman too. I allways had a thing about a black man, but never had the chance to find out what it would be like, but now since I was married I figured it was all in the past.I guess I was staring at him a little too long because he noticed me and smiled, a shy smile at that. I figured I would have some fun and tease him a little. I checked to see what my husband was up to, as usual his head burried into a.