"There's just one more thing I need from you before I let you go."This made Leah groan. Time was not helping her get used to the pain at all. In fact,...it felt like it was making it worse! She gave a loud, but short, yell, indicating her distress Alpha was very familiar with."Before I let you go, I want to hear you say something. That's it. After you say what I want you to say, I will release my hold on your arm and you will be free from the pain. I promise. Is that okay with you?"Alpha. Back in '76 I had a basement apartment and he lived upstairs.He met me,as a female,one day when I was returning from grocery shopping.I was dressed casually in a sleeveless maroon turtleneck,mid-thigh jean skirt and a gaff under sheer nude hose with tan,3" high-heels.I wore a short blond wig of natural hair and light make-up.He walked up to me,wearing a wife beater t-shirt and sweat pants with sneakers, as I began to unload my groceries and asked if I needed any help I checked him out and I. “I’ve remembered a theory that JFK was basing his decisions on some extremely tightly held information. It’s entirely possible that no more than three or so people knew it besides the President, such as the NSA or CIA Directors, the National Security Assistant, and a couple of analysts.“Sometime during early July, the president had been apprised of Khrushchev’s plan and the decisions resulting from Raul Castro’s visit to Moscow. He did not share this knowledge with most of his closest advisers,. We found ourselves chatting about incidental things as we viewed ourselves in the mirror but then there was silence. I looked out of the corner of my eye and noticed that Kelly was looking very intently at me. I turned to her and asked, "Kelly, is everything okay? Is there something wrong with my makeup?”Kelly responded, "Oh my! Come closer to me." As I turned Kelly leaned in so close to me that I could feel the warmth of her breath on my face. She was looking into my eyes when her head tilted.