You took my heart with you, leaving me an empty shell. It was always yours, my heart belongs only to you. Memories of our love fill me up, ready to te...r me apart. How can I go on when you make me what I am? We do everything together, as one. Hand in hand, I feel protected, your loving arms keeping me from harm. When you put your arms around me, I feel like I am home. Now I'm left, cold and alone, do you even care? Ages seem to pass without you here, the raindrops on the glass, like rivulets of. The resemblance of his pipe rack to a rifle rack did not escape him, nor did the dutiful act of cherishing a precise machine. His mind started to drift back to his days in the Sudan..."Beggin' pardon Mr 'Olmes, but Mr 'Ove is here and 'es somewhat impatient to see you."Ned's eyes refocused on Nancy."By all means bid him in..."Nancy walked back to the door softly cursing her vacant-eyed employer. "E's an odd 'un alright Nance!"Thirty seconds later any semblance of peace in Holmes's office was. One girl suddenly stopped what she was doing and began looking around in a wild manner somewhat like a trapped animal."Someone is here!" I heard her exclaim in panic, but it wasn't with my ears. No, there was a whisper in my mind, and it startled me no end. The other girl had sat up by now with the same wild expression on her face, as she too seemed to search the area with quick jerky shifts of her head. They had never looked in my direction or spotted me."How can that be?" I heard the second. She lived with a flatmate named Sarah who’s favourite pastime was fucking her lover noisily all night. Usually Claire could block this out but lately she’d been getting really turned on by the sound of them, and as they were very loud there had been mornings before when she’d been woken up and made herself come listening to Sarahs moans and screams. In fact there had been a few times where she’d made herself come by just thinking of Sarah, of wishing she could tell her how beautiful she was.