At that instant, Steven felt the delicate thread connecting them stretched to near breaking. Would he hold tight while Elyse dangled from the opposite...end, or release her, letting her fall helplessly, even perhaps willingly, into Simon's hands?A light rain pelted the windshield, and the darkened streets became slick, black mirrors, each abstract reflection suggesting the existence of some unseen world beneath the black asphalt. A sudden gust of wind heaved an overhanging branch toward him, then. He seemed like a distant memory, now. Three others had been killed and several had been wounded. She wondered when it was going to be her turn.The Gun Sergeant was still with them. He'd recovered from his bout of concussion and had sought out his old crew. Regretfully, he told them, the young lad, de Castries son, hadn't made it. He'd died that evening. Father and son together, this was a filthy war, Benin thought.She wondered every night about John Greenhaugh. Had he been shot down? Or maybe. Her bra was emerald green and nearly see through. She removed her skirt and placed it on top of the jacket revealing her matching emerald green lacy panties. At 5’2” she had an athletic body, firm and toned from time at the gym I suspected. Just as I’d hoped, she was creamy and freckled. I began to stroke myself through my jeans and felt my pre-cum ooze in anticipation.In one quick motion she unhooked the bra and gave me my first look at those magnificent tits. Small, probably a 32 A, but I’m. Jirra looked at her watch. "I need to get going. Alexis wants to go fora hike before dinner." "Have a good time dear," said Judy. Chapter 14"How long does it take for this to happen?" asked Alexis as she lockedthe door to Tara's office. It was a little after two in the morning. Theonly light was from the moon that was shining through the window. "It varies. The strange thing about a spirit journey is that timedoesn't behave like it does here. On average the whole thing takes acouple of hours,.