. I don't know. I remember being out in the snow. I remember walking." Where you from?"Tears started to flow down her cheeks, "I don't remember. I rem...mber coming West in a wagon with my family, and then... But that was summer. Why can't I remember?"Kenneth's heart broke seeing the woman sob, "I'll help you, Miss, don't you worry. You almost died last night, things in your head are sure not to be right for a bit."Karen looked unconvinced but nodded her head and smiled weakly, "Thank you, Sir.". It was also very thin, allowing her nipples to shine through. The bra was pushing her breasts up slightly, and I could see her nipples were already very hard, showing that she had already played with them.When she noticed I was getting awake she bent over towards me and kissed me. "How was your day, honey? Did you have a very hard day?" she said with a soft and sensual voice, then kissing me again, not expecting an answer.Seeing her like that bending over me, her firm breasts pushed together by. I hover just above the floor, crouching, with my eye to the peephole. I can barely make out his side of the conversation and am both affronted and intrigued by what I hear."Of course I've thought about you since last August. How could I not? That was some of the best damn head I've ever gotten." He is talking to a woman. I know this because the tinny, intelligible voice coming out the other end of the phone sounds high-pitched, feminine. His own voice is low and guttural, deeper than I'm used. "Fuck'em" one firefighter said."No," the captain replied, "But one did suck my dick!"The group erupted in laughter.Carl continued to act like the whole conversation had gone over his head. His mind however was running through the possibilities.He had spent much of his career looking into organized crime. Every crime group had a team of enforcers. Some were used to settle issues such as someone stealing from group, or a personal slight. He knew the foot solders often used kidnappings, tortures,.