I had been at work for about four hours. It was nearly 2am. I wasn't expecting to see Gary that night. My phone rang, Gary called me from his car that...just happened to be parked in front of my building. "I am out front, you want to give me a blowjob?" My excitement was extremely high, I was excited to be with him. Gary's breathing was erratic and heavy. He knew I would do anything for him and knew my answer. I agreed but first I needed to turn off the security cameras. I thought by unplugging. She had always admitted tobeing a bit of a tomboy. But looking at her youcouldn’t tell. My mother, who went by the name Hanh,was thirty-six but she looked twenty-six. She is secondgeneration Chinese, which meant that she was born andbrought up in the US. Hanh had always been trim due toher running around in the restaurant keeping it undercontrol. She had shoulder-length black hair that alwaysseemed to shine. That was my opinion. But my friendshad a different view; they often said that she. From the sounds of the cries she looked as bad as she felt."Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit..."She managed to pick out her Sergeant's face among those clustering over her. His hands were on her wound, his body shaking with the effort to stop the bleeding."Of thy womb, Jesus..."People were screaming for an ambulance, for bandages, for a dust-off helicopter. Those cries should be loud, but they were getting so very faint now."Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us. The air surrounding me in the quiet room is cool. From somewhere a soft breeze bathes my naked skin, causing goose bumps to raise along my sweat damp body. I arch my back some, continuing to test my restraints. What was that? I raise my head, straining my ears. Has Sir finally returned? It seems like ages since you left me here saying you'd be right back. I sense your nearness. I can hear the slight sounds of your breathing, but being blindfolded, I don't realize you are standing only a few.