Finally, Jack lookedup into Denise's eyes and she silently said, "I love you."She kissed him, and within minutes they were back in bedand making love....Not as frenzied as the night before, butsoftly and sensuously. It was seven o'clock Sunday nightbefore Denise left for her apartment. They never leftJack's apartment, never turned on the television, never didanything but make love and talk about their future.Jack was smiling as he cleaned up his apartment. He was sohappy. He was in love, and even. Then I knock once and wait for permission to enter. I don’t know exactly how long He keeps me waiting, the rituals of removing my clothes and putting on my collar always send me a little bit into trance before I even enter the bedroom. He doesn’t need to hypnotize me anymore, I’m so well-trained that my mind goes soft and smooth just from being His. When I’m like that, it’s very easy to lose track of time and stare blankly at the door until He calls for me. It feels different this time, though.. We timed our release perfectly, he had his orgasm, and the sight of his semen shooting triggered my own, which made my knees buckled and forced me to bite my lip and draw blood.The whole act was caught on cam, typically, my Samsung S4 was handy, and I filmed him, this was something no girl wanted to pass up on, even though it was my brother, whom I adored, even more now, sick, is it not.I watched him wipe up his mess, with toilet paper and drop it on the floor, before I plucked up the courage. We chose a spot deep in the trees, and I camouflaged us before we took a short nap.I woke Grace at 9:15. We hadn’t been discovered, and no one had come into the church parking lot while we rested. There was still a lot of chatter on the radio waves that we again began to monitor. Just before 9:30, we heard from the radios that two SUVs had arrived at the parking lot near the soccer fields.“This is Director Hill, have the suspects arrived yet?” we heard from a radio in one of the SUVs.“There has.