"Not on your life," she said, smiling sweetly. She delivered the food, brought out extra ketchup and saved a glass of ice water from being knocked ove.... Then she made her way to table twelve."Hi," she said, all smiles. "My name's Kaylee. Can I get you something to drink or are you ready to order?"Gabe flipped out his badge, leaving it flat on the table so that it wasn't obvious. "Ms. Cranston?" he asked, even though he knew this had to be Kaylee Cranston. She looked just like the killer's type.. Her legs parted, her own trimmed bush, equalling the best topiary within the garden. Her legs parted and fingers found their way deep in her form, her sheath swallowing her fingers, her breath catching. Pushing herself closer and closer, her intensity building, until her scent was released and until her song rose on the air struck silent by the illicit beauty, I watched her, no, heard her commune with the spirits of ecstasy and her husband.Then tears fell.After what seemed like an age, she. Yeah, Lauren would make a good prize for the hero. Wonder if she'd kiss me... As the action played out in his head, he let his awareness of the ride move into the background. A John Williams theme played loud inside his mind as he caught a rope swing across a chasm, avoiding bullets and rockets, grabbing Lauren by the hand, and delivering her to the waiting speedboat. Engines roaring to life, they sped off, firing automatic rifles that never seemed to need reloading."Whoa ... ok, First Squad's. Come to find out, it was the other girl's "play sister". She lived in California but I didnt care. She told me that she came to Georgia every once in a while to visit her "sister". So we started to talk and got into the whole long distance dating thing. She told me that she is a virgin and never had sex or given a blowjob. She sent me pictures of her in lingerie and naked in the shower so I couldnt wait to get a piece of her. Finally a couple of months later she came to Georgia. She came while.