Rain falls heavily on the ground and the light from the dim streetlights illuminate the silhouette of a woman fumbling with her keys while she tries t... keep dry. Her umbrella bobs up and down as she finds the right key and locks up her business for the day. The woman sighs in exhaustion as she heads down the dimly lit street and back home.Joyce was tired after a long day of waiting tables at the diner, but she knew better than to lower her guard when walking the streets of Circovia at night.. This allowed Tim a very clear view of her pink panties. She felt a bit uncomfortable knowing she was being brazen and, if he took time to notice, would see how wet her panties had become. It was certainly bold for Judy. She was fearful, apprehensive and unsure on how this would play out. On one hand she was afraid he would notice and begin to wonder what got into his rather demure, introverted wife; maybe suspecting her infidelity. On the other hand, it may provide the spark needed to catapult. The Crosley CR37 'Bluebird' radio that we had given her for Christmas was crooning out "Goodnight My Love" when the music was suddenly interrupted.We have some news from Europe. Today the German Government denied accusations that German troops had landed in the Spanish colony of Morocco. The besieged Spanish Government had made complaints to the League of Nations, but could not provide proof. As a result no action was taken.Mrs. O'Grady danced back out of the kitchen and set my coffee in front. We looked into each other eyes. I kept telling myself it was not her but my eyes and heart needed it to be Marina. I reached out my hands again, “Marina.”I watched the reaction in the eyes, one of recognition to my voice.It…she began to reach out to me in turn. “Dave?”It was her, the voice, it was my love come back to me. No matter the form it was her.“My love…you are with me…here.” I stepped towards her. I was hit full force in my chest, blasting me back several feet. I could smell the.