I was deeply impressed by what he had to endure in his life”.Stanley chuckled, “He rarely speaks about it, I happened to say to him one day that a... least the Gestapo and SS had received a cleaner death than those who went to the gas chambers. He just gave a grim smile and said they didn’t; he shot them in the stomach or groin”.Shaun knew with that sort of wound they would have been in agony before death released them.Shaun took the letters and sat in the cab of the truck to read them.The first. She confessed she had similar desires. I gazed longingly at her across the table and signaled for the check.We spilled out of the restaurants with our arms linked, breathless, knowing where the night was headed."Let's go sit in my car and chat," I said, knowing I was going to try and seduce her.We got in the car and I drove to a dark corner of the parking garage. I stopped the car and turned to her. "I want you. I want to kiss you more than I want my next breath," I said.She gazed at me. I was walking down the street looking at all of the tiny shops, I could smell pie as I was walking and taking in all of the scenery, I didn’t see what was in front of me. “Oh, my gosh I am so sorry!” I accidentally ran right into a young man. He looked about twenty-five. He had dark black hair that was somewhat shaggy that laid lazily on his head. His dark eyes could pierce through anything. He was in a black leather jacket with a matching black top underneath. Dark blue jeans with a pair of. His skin seemed to glow in the light of the table lamp, and by now, it seemed almost wrong not to kiss him. She leaned forward and took her courage in both hands. As she moved towards his face, she kept waiting for him to pull away, to recoil in horror at her advances, but he didn’t. Those calm brown eyes drew her forward, and his easy smile reassured her that everything would be okay. If only it were that simple. Their first kiss was neither tentative nor exploratory. There was a firmness, a.