As I passed him he went for his gun, but he found it hard to get it out with the sharpened driveway spike buried in his shoulder. He had planned to br...sh past me then come from behind me with his 9mm. I didn't plan to give him the chance.He was rather strange looking standing there with the surprised look on his face as he sank to his knees. The orange spike with the bent end showing though his clothes. Meantime I was down on one knee with the .22mag revolver waving about.I cautiously worked my. We thanked the attendant and walked back to the car."Lauren," I said when we got in."Yes?" I can't go back to your house. There are lots of police there. They would ask questions I can't easily answer. So, do you mind kissing me again, like enough so I can shift home?"She smiled. "Sure."I kissed her cheek. She reached down and held my hand.She still had a bruised eye. Her lips were swollen and split."You can heal people with magic, right?" Yeah." So, if I power you up a bunch, can you make my. Mateo had five tattoos on his upper body. They were all of faces and when I asked him he explained that the two faces on his upper arms were of his parents, the one on his stomach was of his wife, and the two above each nipple were of his kids. The tattoos were really very good and had been done by a buddy of his who owned a tattoo parlour.After we consumed our coffee, I made my way to our pool area. We had a dense hedge that surrounded the backyard, and so tanning in the nude was not a. We laugh together as we remember long afternoons making love in the long grass by some hidden backwater of the Seine, serenaded by the calls of the bullfrogs in the reeds and the happy cries of the young men and women frolicking on the river.When Jacqueline’s husband eventually died, we were free to set up home together, although we have never sought the sanction of church or state. Ours has always been a union blessed only by heaven in a true marriage of hearts, minds and souls. The passage of.