He also kept looking at Dad holding the shotgun on him.Last night before I zipped up the body bags and threw them in the dumpster, I checked the pocke...s. The only thing I found was prayer beads which I handed to them with breakfast.The other prisoner was the same way. I chained the doors again and we left. The doc was coming at 1800 to do the interrogations with me.When I got home, the girls and I went to the office. I had a firm limit of one hour desk work then I was going to spend the rest of. The wife was at work as they arrived, Peter and Paul were 35 and 37 respectively, they were both best friends and were also married, they’d been friends since they went to school together almost 25 years ago and had set up their decorating business over 20 years ago.As they came into the house they’d set up and were papering away, after a couple of hours I went into the room and asked them if they wanted a drink. They replied “A couple of coffees would go down nice thanks”. Peter came through. Brushes, paper, clay, the paints. She is amazing. The figures and shapes emerging from the door, her gateway. She looks up and notices me gazing, she touches the door, then touches her heart, her breast, then touches the floor, the walls. It is all tangible, it is all a part of us. I kneel on the floor beside her and touch the same things, finally her breast. Lingering there I bring my lips toward her same beating heart. My kisses gentle and moving up her neck, another hand up her shirt,. As I went back to the bed, I took my top off and climbed in nude, that was when my brother took his underpants off, and we embraced, the warm, the smell, the smoothness of our young bodies was like a delirium.My hands were all over him and could remember licking him with my tongue, 'You were like a crazy a****l', he said, 'you just grabbed me and I felt the most beautiful in my life'.I remembered that also, as for me it was everything I thought it could be.I had taken my own virginity on my.