Nothing lethal of course. Foam grenades that hardened nearly instantly, causing someone who was hit by the foam to be quickly immobilized. Plastic zip...ties, for impromptu handcuffs when one wanted to leave a criminal present for the police to discover. Knockout gas pellets. Tracking devices. He even used to carry a set of bolas but couldn’t figure out how to store them properly in the various pockets across his suit. One couldn’t have EVERYTHING, after all.So, as the snow fell outside, he did. I can never sleep without them. You may think that it is childish but I feel that they give me comfort. In no time I am in a deep sleep.Suddenly I feel something touching me. Stroking me. It wakes me up. I try to move but I can’t and I can’t see anything. The cool air makes my body shiver and makes me realize that I am naked. A soft touch strokes me again, this time on my breast. It feels so good that I couldn’t help but moan. The soft strokes increase and become rough. Then I feel the same. I walked in and it was quiet. Thank God !I got my drink and sat down and read the paper which I had picked up off the bar. I necked my Strongbow in three gulps and ordered another.“God topping up” I thought and shook my head. I really was feeling down. Not because of Ann, but because I was missing Chris and the girls. Still it had been fun. “Ah well life moves on” I muttered to myself. I sat there and suddenly I was surrounded by Christine, carrying her bags, then Claire And Katie. "We've been. We lived in Marietta. I went to Kennesaw State and Michelle was in high school. No one around us was alive and we decided to come here where my mom’s parents had lived. We did not find them but it looked like they died. We didn’t know what to do and then we saw you folks in Carrollton.“We had seen some men in Atlanta but they didn’t look like good people.” Looking at me, she said, “You made us nervous though you were surrounded by women and seemed on good terms with them. We wanted to find out.