Alert. And, we would learn, killer bee smart.She and her mother, Lina, made the long, dangerous trek from Hondo, Colombia, 60 miles northwest of Bogot..., to Hidalgo, Texas. Over 3,000 dangerous, anxiety-filled miles that took them almost seven months.Pilar has a natural affinity for languages, she had studied English back in Colombia. Her father had been a dentist, Lina, a preschool teacher.The Paloma story was familiar, heartbreaking, all too common. While the revolutionary group FARC and the. I smiled, I had to. This was too good to pass up. "I want you to have the biggest orgasm that you ever had right now." I ordered her after I checked to make sure that she wasn't holding her wine glass. "Oh God!" she screamed just before her eyes rolled back and her back arched and her hands flew to her crotch. I watched one of the most erotic scenes of my life right then. Her body jerked and twitched and her hands pressed against her panties like she was trying to hold something in.. I guess the Somalis had shot it up, and it had some gas cans inside. Bullets and gas don’t mix well. The firemen had a small hose on it, and it looked under control, but I was going to need a new John Deere. Probably a new house, too. I could see a lot of damage.My carriers took me over to a waiting ambulance, where I was greeted by two people I knew. Hank Jenkins was there, along with Captain Roy Dubois of the MFD. Hank spoke first. “Grim, damn fine job! I’m taking command here, but Bullfinch. We live in the same condo complex. Is there someone who should be contacted?”“Thanks Sandy, Jack. My name is Chastity Nixon. My roommate will need a call. My work will need to hear from me later. My phone is in my fanny pack. If you can help me, I can reach it.” Sandy helped her and she made a call. “Gretchen, I fell while on my run. I may have broken my leg. It hurts bad! A nice man helped me back to the main part of the park. I’m waiting for the ambulance now. Drive down. You will have to.