”“The value of the documents here is in the data about families,” Keith said. “The books themselves are no more than containers. Like she said... they have hundreds of old Bibles. It’s where people kept family information. We can count ourselves lucky that they don’t just cut the dedication pages out and discard the rest.”“Still...”They opened the ties on the canvas bag and slid a worn and tattered leather-bound volume out onto the table. Maddie gasped when she saw the binding and held out a hand. The Male wore a shirt and jeans over trainers, the girl in sandals. She was quite pretty despite her bedraggled State, dark hair long and in streaks as she tried to comb it back with long delicate fingers, the male not bad looking, slim and wiry, but not muscular. They kissed at first just to warm themselves as they must have been freezing in the autumn chill, the kiss lingering as they snogged more passionately. His fingers now found her small breasts and began to fondle them through the. You smile knowing you can catch me unaware while I’m on the phone, and thinking it’ll be even better if you can tease me if I stay on it. Leaving your shoes at the foot of the stairs you tip-toe up slowly and carefully, fighting the urge to race up the steps as you continue to listen to my voice. You glance up to make sure I am not standing in the hall as you let your bag and coat slide off your shoulders. All you wore was a red, lacey g-string panties and a matching bra. Your body so excited. We were wearing our full regalia, including the masks. A woman was behind the counter, and she said, "I know you. You are the wonderful people who kept my husband alive four days ago. Thank you so very much." How do you know us?" I asked with some trepidation."Oh, it's not because I can see through your outfits. You just have an aura about you that screams that you want to help anyone in trouble. Anybody who sees you will know that about you. That is something that you will never be able to.