.. I guess I'm wondering what I should read into it?" You mean ... like us getting back together again?" Exactly that." I can't answer the question be...ause I don't know. I do know you're a different man than you were a couple of years ago. Not just the weight loss, but your attitude, your dress, your voice. I heard you whistling in the shower this morning. Do you know how long it's been since I've heard you whistle? As bad as that accident was, it has changed you for the better. I think I like. " She spooned my back and gave me a big hug. She began to stroke her new appendage up and down my ass crack and then I felt her other hand rub some lube on my little brown pucker as she inserted a finger like a proctologist checking my prostrate. She positioned herself and pushed with her hips and her finger was replaced with 'her' cock. She would push until a couple inches were in then wait a bit and push again. She never pulled it out until she worked all 10" in. Once it was all in, she began. I will show them no mercy. Why? You know why. I am the Red Blade. Vengeance is what I do. I put the word out on the streets. That’s how my double life started. By day, under the name Alfonso Brown, I worked at a firm in Manhattan. I guess I made it. I’ve got a new apartment, a car and I stand to make a hundred grand a year. I’m very good at computers. Always have been. The firm did a background check. They knew that I had been found not guilty of murder. It was all over the news. I had become. . he was...Keira sighed aloud. She replayed visiting Seb in hospital. She'd not expected him to be so easy to talk to. She'd thought her attraction to him would make her nervous, but it hadn't. Seb was funny. Keira shivered slightly. He'd been unshaven in hospital and the dark stubble on his cheeks and jaw made him appear so sexy. She'd asked Mom about him and learned he was young, only twenty-five, a Liberal Arts major, and currently employed as Creative Director of the Land-Ferris Advertising.