I was still musing over the picture, wishing I was that woman, beautiful, desired, valued and lingered-over by an appreciative genius. If Charlie knew...so much about brushwork and vanishing points, why didn't he paint me and make me look as gorgeous as that?I didn't notice he'd moved on, no doubt to denigrate some other unsuspecting Master. A voice came over my shoulder. An English voice. Very gentle but the sort of voice that caressed you and made you feel you belonged. The words enveloped me.. At first, the kiss was just on her lips, but I didnt break it off. When Sarah responded by opening her mouth, my tongue sought hers out. We kissed gently for a short bit, then I moved my mouth to other parts of her face and neck. My tongue lightly brushed the side of her face, then I started to gently lick at her ears. I then worked my way down to her neck where I started to suck at her throat and shoulders. I put my arms around her body and pulled her into me, sucking passionately at her neck.. I slowly increased the ships energy production, routing power to the sensor array, I braced myself for the mines still latched on to our hull to detonate. When they didn't I began to look over the sensor readings, I still detected several unexploded mines imbedded in the ship. I increased the sensors and still no explosions, I mentally ordered one repair drone to go take a closer look at the mines.I replayed the sensor log of the attack in my mind, I watched it several times, I noticed. Susan was raped, bound, and taken away.Entering the house, he heard the family cat howling and wailing. Then he saw Meatloaf circling the bodies of his parents and Howie, lying in pools of blood on the floor. The upset feline was carefully avoiding the blood. Susan typically spent her evenings in her room on the phone with her friends and wasn’t lying among the dead. Cold and shaking, Bobby rushed to her room and found her gone - her bed rumpled and the coverlet bloody.Bobby went rogue.He went.