I inhaled the scent of her skin and moved, kissing her between her shoulder blades. She sighed softly, whispering into the sheets, “I love how your ...outh makes me feel.” I took my time, kissing down the length of her spine. I leaned back on my knees, admiring her perfect, toned, heart shaped ass and noticed that she was biting her lower lip. There were times when she insisted that I buy my face in her softness, whimpering with unexpected arousal from my oral attentions. Knowing she might be. It's been so long since anyone brought me flowers. I love flowers," she said. She turned around to face me. "Thank you, Rick. Thank you for being so sweet." I smiled at her. "Are you ready to go?" I asked. "Yes, just let me put these in some water first," she said, and went into the kitchen. A moment later I heard "Rick can you help me?" I went into the kitchen and she was struggling to reach a dusty old vase in the cabinet above the refrigerator. "I can't reach the vase," she said. I got it. Lawyers that will talk, talk for many years. I old. I maybe die before lawyers stop talking. "But nephew? He never here, police. Understand? You not involve nephew in this. You bring mi familia into this, I bring you familia into this. You understand this, police? No bring familia into this..." I understand what your saying, old man." Good. Good, police. You want beer," the old guy asked getting up to walk behind the bar.^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^Gi and I. He could not move his arms or legs. His rage became fearful apprehension. He could not believe this was happening.A burst of hostility and anger swelled up within him. He glared at the figures, his eyes like weapons focusing his hatred at them. He willed them to fall, to submit, to cringe in terror before him. How dare they command me, these insolent whelps? Who are these peasant spawn to stand and confront me?!Graydon saw Vitelli's face contort with rage. Vitelli's eyes became two glowing orbs.