Okay then s*s."take your bath now ,while i wait ,downstairs,when he positioned himself there,to get a perfect view of yourself.In the bathroom. Lita, ...tarted the shower,removed her dress slowly ,erotically, with a sweet wicked smile slowly curling on her lips.She heard some rustling noise outside again.She believes the guy was already prepared for the next scene of her.She washed her hair,slowly wetting it,applying an ample amount of shampoo.Then slowly and slowly rinsed it with an erotic. She threw herself into a corner and turned on the TV. I followed her lead and went to the opposite side and flopped in that corner. She put on some dopey movie and we tried to act normal. In a way her caution was rewarded because Dad arrived not 20 minutes later. We saw the headlights swoop into the driveway, and then a door slam and the lights pull away just as fast. Seconds later our Father walked into the house.“Hi Dad!” We both said at the same time. We exchanged looks and smiles.“Good to. .." Tony winced at the bruises on the guy's face, especially the one at the temple. "Sorry about that," he muttered, turning and looking for Ziva."Don't be. I'm fine." He noticed the agent looking around. "She isn't here," he repeated. "They called her up for a debriefing." Ziva? Oh, you mean Abbs? Yeah ... okay. Ziva?" I am right here, DiNozzo. Just because you decide to break protocol and take the stairs at a run, does not mean that I have to." Smiling at Jet, she said, "It is good to see you. As they got closer, I could make out more details. They wore clothes that had seen better days, dirt stains and something else showing in patches. None of them wore shoes.They looked over our assembled group, taking in our semi-relaxed postures and good clothes as Marcus, flanked by Davis and Chadwick stepped forward.The man who led the group was built a little bigger than Connor though taller, his midnight skin a shock against the stripe of white hair on his scalp. His expression, while open,.