The cameras were emplaced, the shot was set up and blocked out, the last of the preparations were made, then the camera operators confirmed themselves...as ready. The young director called the set to order, then called out, “ ... and Action!”[Scene twenty-three, A Love Timeless]The lighting level was high, making the entire room brightly lit, with no shadows anywhere, exactly as the director required it.Mattson walked in to the bedroom of the expansive hotel room suite, stopping to lay the jacket. One of the rifles was scoped, and looked quite different from the traditional hunting rifle. The second looked similar to a lever-action Winchester, but there was no wooden forestock, and the frame was brass. Of the three pistols one was obviously a Glock, while another looked like an antique Colt. The third looked similar to a standard automatic, but was just a little different.Juan shook his head, and replied, “When I saw the case, I figured it was a rifle, but that’s the strangest. And she'scomplaining about not feeling good at breakfast." That ... might be coincidence," Tommi said cautiously, not willing tobelieve Sara's rumor."And she hasn't used any tampons for the last two months." Her grinbroadened. "I've counted."Tommi shook her head in disbelief. "Say," she finally said, "if you'reso good at spying and deductive reasoning, how much did you spy on mewhile I was home?"Sara sat back, grinning like a Cheshire cat. "I'll never tell," sheanswered.Tommi turned to. Taking his hand she stands up and moves back towards the couch. She reaches up and kisses him again. She needs a connection. She needs to feel him inside of her so much. Gently he licks into her mouth. She trembles slightly, her knees buckling slightly at the sweet invasion. She palms his cheek, before slowly running her hand down his body and lowering herself to the couch. She can hear his shaky indrawn breaths. She leans back and slowly opens her legs, raising her skirt, there can be no.