I slowly stand as my eyes finally adjust to the bright, CLEAR, skies. I almost begin coughing as the atmosphere is so void of pollution. I suddenly he...r a soft twang..... . Following the twang, I hear a shriek and a thwap against the grass. I gaze around me carefully, trying to figure out what that was. Just as suddenly as the sound, a figure on the horizon appears. The figure seems to be about 5 and a half to 6 feet tall from my perspective and shadowed against a cloud or tree or rock.I notice. Karmen loved it when he would wear tank tops, showing off his well-sculpted muscular arms. She loved being held there, close to his chest. Day dreaming, Karmen imagined herself walking to Christian, running her hands over his body, kissing every inch of him and then driving him mad with teasing till he would take her right then and there. Sighing, Karmen smiled and started to get back to work. ‘Would you like something to drink hon?’ asked Christian as he went the fridge and grabbed the ice. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the ambulance driver go down, with blood splattering from some wound. I focused on the shooter, who was standing by the open driver’s door, with his left side facing toward me. As he got off two more shots at the ambulance, I let him have a load of buckshot in his left side, somewhere between his waist and shoulder. It hit him squarely and he flew back into the driver’s seat while his gun bounced off his open door and skittered across the pavement. The. He was wearing a similar costume as it was anotherVictorian style outfit. But his was a navy blue. He had dark brown hair and brown eyes. He actually wasn't that bad to look at. Other girls in the office thought he was sexy even. I could see where they thought that."Shut the door and lock it." Brent said turning around. He had taken his mask off and there was a gleam in his eye."But...." I started to say when he cut me off."Never mind, I'll do it myself." He said walking to the door and doing.