Ahh...God...Dan went down on his hands and knees. With Marie going right after,still pushing the monster further and further inside him. God, whenwoul... it stop? How big - how big was it?It did stop. Eventually. And the thrust was reversed. The phalluswithdrawn. There was a moment, just a small moment between withdraw andthrust that Dan felt he could have gotten free, could have at leastsaid, no please stop. I don't want this. Felt a bit of his strengthreturn.But that moment passed so quickly.. Since these were the only patrons, we knew that they had to be the ones who were triggering the GPS. The signal was so strong that I had to turn the device off; it was actually starting to distract me, and that could be fatal. We were not really ready to start drinking, but we wanted to justify our presence in the saloon, so Ann and I ordered Mexican beer—no point in completely ruining the day before it got up to a full head of steam.We sat at a convenient table and made inane small talk while. "I think you should try french tips," Felicia said. "Goes witheverything."Carl nodded and turned back to the employee."French tips," Carl said."Good choice. Simple, yet elegant," the employee said. "Same for thetoes?" Yes," Carl nodded.Felicia had chosen a sky-blue color for her nails, and after waitingfor each coat to dry, their nails were finished. Carl admired his nailsas he and Felicia slipped their sandals back on and started to walkback to their room."Just be careful not to smudge it,. . Yes, Sir ... Where? ... I understand ... ok, we’ll be in the office in a few minutes.”“What happened,” Taylor asked when she hung up the phone.By this point, those calls had been happening all too frequently; and they almost always meant something bad.“An IRS office in Wichita was bombed late last night. The offices were closed, so no one got hurt, but the bomb squad is saying they think it might have been C4.”“Wichita? What the hell?”“I know. This is making no sense. Rollins wants us to go.