.. closer ... closer she got ... and again she hung in suspension even as her fantasizing hightened the feelings in her body. Moments later, unsatisfi...d and incredibly turned on it took minutes before the intensity ebbed away and her legs dropped to the floor and she relaxed.Claire opened her eyes and began to come back to her senses. She needed to talk to her daughter ... talk to her about all the things she'd heard through the wall. She needed answers to her questions, and she also needed to. I’d like to keep creeps like Benson out of the area.”The men fell silent thinking their own thoughts as they watched the charcoal burn down to glowing red coals that were soon covered with a thin layer of gray ash. Jerry was thinking about the changes that would occur within the neighborhood. Henry was thinking about the character of the man beside him.Satisfied that the coals were ready, Henry spread them into a nice even layer across the bottom of the grill. He placed a layer of aluminum foil. A hotel, and brothel. Men — and some women — came to stay the night, usually with a partner they brought, but sometimes they acquired a partner at the hotel itself. It had a strip club, a bar, a supposedly reputable buffet, and many other amenities that made Damien laugh thinking about them.Lucas would have hated it, how the building encouraged a casual view of sins. Compared with the shit getting shoveled Damien’s way these past few months, it seemed too petty a concern.“Julias is. I didn't know what Protocol 14 was. I didn't understand any of this. But she obviously knew, and it apparently was terrible. I felt her body trembling as she worked up the courage to go on."Protocol 14 was designed by our... ancestors, just for this reason. Very few knew about it. I may have been the only one left to know of it, besides the leader, and he had forgotten about it. They knew we would reach this stage someday and would need it. But the forces that made it work demanded a high.