Paul nimmt sie bei den Schultern und schiebt sie ein Stück Richtung Außenwand. „Alles gut, mein Engelchen. Bleib ganz ruhig, was auch immer gleich...geschieht“ säuselt er ihr ins Ohr. Dann spürt sie seine Hände, wie sie langsam die Knöpfe ihrer Bluse öffnen. „Du Lüstling, Du!! Kannst es wohl nicht abwarten...“ stöhnt sie leise. „Ganz genau, Liebes. Ich will Dich. Jetzt. Hier. Lass Dich überraschen!“ antwortet er leise und küsst leicht ihre Lippen. Die inzwischen geöffnete Bluse streift er ihr. She had a good job as a department head in one of the local department stores. Our life looked like it was going somewhere and was very satisfying. We didn't have any kids, not that we didn't want any, but it just hadn't happened. We took trips together and enjoyed our life. Whenever we got with friends my buddies would tell her what a pussy hound I was.I remember I had to keep telling her, "Used to be pussy hound. Since I met her I was true blue."My friend were big kidders and jokers. They. Whatever it was he decided on, it would be infinitely easier than tracking down and hunting cryptids.He had stopped at the bottom of the boarding stairs, his hand on the rail. Behind him, he heard Amida clear his throat.“I don’t mean to rush you, Master Cyrus, but this box is getting heavy.”“My apologies.” Cyrus moved to the side and watched Amida step off the stairs carrying a wooden crate. They had taken a private plane from Montana in the early hours, which also meant that they had brought. ‘Is someone out there?’ ‘I’M GONNA KILL YOU! LET ME IN!’ I commanded. ‘If you’re gonna kill me, why would I let you in?’ Logical question. That doesn’t happen often. I needed to think fast. ‘Ok, I’ll kill you with kisses and hugs. Let me in, please!’ I begged. ‘I don’t believe you,’ she teased. ‘I think you want to kill me with a baseball bat.’ Damn, she’s smart and cute. I married a winner. ‘FINE!’ I wasn’t going to be out-smarted by this chick. I took off to the front door. I knew I had.