I explained that I was on an extended outing of sorts, out to purely enjoy the ride, enjoy the sights, take some images along the way, and go wherever...it seemed right to go. She knodded more in a way of agreement than anything, stood quietly for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll see you in the breeze then."I cranked up and pulled out before she did, trying to keep sight of her car in my mirror all the while wondering what she meant by "see you in the breeze." She hung back a good ways for. .. I killed him with one power, but I'm going to kill you with the other. Healing lends to a VERY slow death. You'll scream for every second of a hundred fucking years!"She fainted.Mr. Valence and Bianca were standing over the dead body."Finally, a Boss with fucking balls!" Mr. Valence said loudly.Bianca was the scarier of the pair. She looked from the body to the crowd. Her face said it all--however protective she might feel towards these people, there was a hard limit! Unlike the sergeant,. Quickly she picked up a couple of sodas and took me upstairs away from her mom and two younger brothers.In her neat girly room, she tossed my book bag on the bed and we stretched out and began to study... for maybe ten minutes. Then her hand began to rub my crotch and she asked if she could see it. I said yes as long as she showed me hers. She stripped out of her top and shorts quicker than I could kick off my shoes. Within seconds we were exploring each other with hands and mouths. I couldn't. I guess I have no one to blame but myself," I said. I could feel tears forming in my eyes as I spoke. "No, it was not your fault. Not at all. On the contrary, I was ashamed of what I did to you. I couldn't face you. I just couldn't forgive myself," Greg confessed. "Greg, I was the cause of what happened when we were kids, not you." "No, I was your older brother. You were just a kid. I should have stopped it." "Greg, I wanted it. I initiated it. Not you." "Wendy, do you regret it now? I mean,.