Of course, if she remembered him at all, it was the time he askedher out several weeks after their first encounter, when she'd politely toldhim she wa...n't interested. Well, fuck her interest. Michael was sick of thedance, sick of the rules and regulations, sick of the conformity. He wantedto fuck her, and he was going to fuck her. He knew where she lived, he knewher route home, he knew she'd take a shortcut through a park; he'd been watchingher for a while, after all. Michael knew he could do. " She gave me a conspiratorial wink. I laughed. "Ha ha, I hear you!." I busied myself bagging up my shopping, and took two ten pound notes out of my bag to pay. I looked up, Kim was busy writing on the bottom of the till receipt. "Ink's running out," she said, "I've written the total on the bottom for you." "That's okay, I paid cash." "You may want to check it anyway. Have a great evening, see you again soon?" She handed me the receipt, and I'm sure her face reddened. I thanked her and picked. ” He started again. She nodded. “That’s the world, Girl. That’s what’s gonna happen, more often than not, when people show up. I don’t know what experiences you’ve had, what you’re used to, but I’ve seen a lot of that. People are bad, now. Life is rough and hard. Some people can survive like we do, but some people kill to survive. Kill, and take. That’s what those guys were here for. To take.”She nodded, staring into his face somberly. He gazed into her fabulous brown eyes, and just totally. I watched her tease me some more, slowly squeezing her beauties before covering them right before we reached the mountain top. The camera made two quick beeps and shut down.The wind ruffled her brunette hair as we walked in the mountain top castle, passing Catalan guitar players and heading indoors to see the exhibition. She grabbed my hand and pulled me behind the corner to give me a wet and passionate kiss, pushing me against the wall. Her body leaned on mine and I grabbed her ass cheeks for.