‘ Vanessa? Is that you?’ She turned around and there stood Ash. This time it wasn’t a dream. Her heart stopped for about a second and her breath...caught. ‘Ash? Oh my god, it’s been what, six years? How the hell are you?’ She couldn’t believe her eyes. Here was the guy she had just dreamed about not even eight hours earlier, and he was standing in front of her. She smoothly looked him over. He had gotten about 6 inches taller, and was quite muscular. He still had the same beautiful eyes and. .. and bless Mr. Rimbaud for protecting me outside the mosque... and please look after Mom and Dad and tell them not to worry about me and that I love them very much... Amen.”Her voice choked as it always did at those final words. She quickly wiped away a tear with a clumsy hand. Despite the emotion Catherine felt better for having prayed. She was impressed that Allah understood English every bit as well as Arabic. At least that was what one of their tour guides said. How her father. "No sign of them. They must be upstairs. One of our guys is dead; they've got at least one gun!" Shit!" Max yelled. "Level the fucking house. Kill the bastards! Burn 'em out! Make sure you get rid of the body out front." With pleasure." Roberto motioned for the group to exit the house. From twenty feet away, they lined up. The firing squad unleashed a hailstorm of lead. Splinters and paint flew from the house as bullets riddled the second story. No one could possibly escape the maelstrom alive.. Did you want to do something else?" I thought you did. Didn't you say there was a lot more that you hadn't done to me? I thought you said that, and that you were going to show me after dinner." I did say that, and I'd like to show you, but I wasn't sure if you still wanted me to or not." Well, I do. I want you to show me everything that girl who lived here taught you about cunnilingus. I like the way that name sounds, don't you? Almost all the medical words sound better than the slang ones do..