"I make no promises."This is unreal, he thought, as he stood by the side of the bed and watched Theresa and her huge boobs slide under the cover sheet...-- it was really too warm for a blanket this time of year, until it got to be the wee hours of the morning, so he kept the blanket down at the foot of the bed for easy access later on.Far too late, Bobby realized he'd made a mistake when he looked at her chest. The erection in his pants that had begun to dry up while he was talking to Theresa. One by one the faces grew a third eye in the middle of the forehead ... it was extremely slow ... I could see the bullet moving toward the face. A shadow of the bullet formed ... grew smaller ... the tip of the bullet touched a dot ... a pimple ... the pimple grew, so slowly. The grooves, barely moving as they spun the bullet, keeping it burrowing into the skin. It began to flatten as the hollow point touched the bone. It spread, four copper arms slowly extending as the bullet continued on its. **** **** As far back as I can remember, I have always been in love with Jessica. Something about her from the moment I saw her, I knew she was the perfect woman. And as I got to know her, my suspicions were right. We had pretty much everything in common. Music. Movies. TV shows. Books. Even video games, comic books, and the fact that we played Dungeons & Dragons, which is how we met. It was back in college. My roommate and I were both part of a group that played. One week, a guy in the group. This shop sold nice, wonderful dresses at reasonable prices — well, they were higher than the big chains, but not too much. The clothes were wonderful.The shopkeeper was a fussy, busy little old lady, herself dressed elegantly in a smart off-white trouser suit. She greeted Elizabeth by name and Elizabeth replied "Hello, Leonora. How are you?"Greetings were exchanged and Denise was introduced to Leonora."Er, Leonora? I need a practice dress for ballroom dancing. Monday night, so I can't wait,.