I had little or no pity for violent criminals.By the time I graduated college at twenty I had already been accepted to the constables. I went to the s...x month school and then was assigned to one of the worst parts of the city. I normally walked ten to fifteen blocks with a partner who was training me. A week after I started we heard a alarm at one of the drug stores.We reached the front door as women and kids ran out. There were shots and Jacob gestured, “stay on my left.”He shoved the door. Surprisingly, it wasn't as strong as he thought it would, it was a marlboro red cigarette, and he said, "You can have another one if you want." and then had another one. This time, as she took a drag she exhaled it in his face, and he was like, "Mmmmm Tasty." "I have a better idea." he said. She replied "What is it?" "Take a drag, a long one." he said. She took a long drag and as soon as the cigarette got out of the mouth, he locked lips with her and she shotgunned it down his lungs which led. The title above read, “The Art and Soul: Introducing the work of Tony Ames and Katarina Mirela.”It was beautiful.“Kate, I didn’t know you were using the name Katarina Mirela. It’s beautiful!” I said.“You aren’t really very observant, Tony,” she giggled. “That’s how all my paintings are signed.”Inside, were the pictures of our various works, titles, and a dollar sign followed by exes. Next to each picture was a short block of gibberish text. I pointed to it.“What’s this?”“This is the hard part,. She could see the bulge in my jeans. "I think you’re beautiful,” I said."Thank you,” she said with that slight smile she had when I first saw her in the bar. “You’re not so bad yourself,” she added, moving slowly towards me. I stepped towards her and took her in my arms. I hugged her and we kissed, tenderly at first. It felt good just to hold her and kiss her gently, warmly, but then our kissing became more passionate. My tongue opened her warm lips and our tongues touched and then swirled with.