He hated being alone. That was why he was in the club. He liked the music they played and there were a lot of people. He had gone a few times, just to...sit and watch people be people. He never intended to meet someone there. She just stood out. He was hesitant at first, because she might be just like every other girl he had ever dated, but he knew he would be furious with himself if he never saw her again. When he noticed that her gaze had shifted from the dance floor to himself, he felt a. Now, touch her … her breast, her nipple, her face. Again. Let your hands roam, explore, and discover. Touch like you can’t keep your hands off her. Isn’t that the way you feel, needing to touch her, and wanting to know more about her body, its shape, its softness and hardness?”“Oh god, yes! Oh, mom, I love you, I need to be together with you, to love you, and to be loved by you physically, too.”Helen shifts and moves to be next to Sonja. She is sighing and moaning at the words, the touching,. Only Robert stepped into the hall getting our attention. “The arms dealer is going to be thirty minutes early,” Robert said.That meant that I was not going to have as long to torture the Prince to exact revenge as I wanted.With the Russian pistols at the ready at both doors that led into the suite - on the count of three - we burst in. Unfortunately I was the last in; Andy, Bill nor Ed were having it any other way.The orders to my men and ladies were simple, kill everyone but Crown Prince. President. I call Provost Marshall David Barth to testify.”Standing at the rear of the room, Marshall Barth walked forward and stood at the podium between the two desks.“Marshall Barth, please give your evidence.”For the next 45 minutes, David repeated the story of the capture, arrest, and interrogation of Clyde Kennedy, and his two partners.“Marshall Barth, Jessica Gibson also stands accused. What evidence do you have of her participation in this plot?”“During our investigation, we found that.