The one thing that stood out to Taylor, which wouldn’t change no matter how she was dressed, were her eyes. They were a piercing shade of blue, with...light flecks of green around the irises.Clicking off the phone, Taylor headed out of the apartment and to his car. Twenty minutes later he regretted not just taking a taxi. Georgetown was not the easiest place to park, and Taylor ended up leaving his car six blocks from the girl’s dorm. That in and of itself wouldn’t have been so bad, but February. It was from her boyfriend. They lived in different places, seeing each other as much as they could, but it never seemed like enough. Sexual energy always built up between their visits, with suggestive discussions, texting, and emails. Sometimes it was almost unbearable. The subject line in the email was, "read this before you go home." The note from her boyfriend was as follows: "I always miss you, Iove our suggestive teasing, but tonight let's take it to another level. I want to see you on. Infact he'd not have been surprised if he'd found her doing the dirty work for the older sis. Maybe even trying to ascertain if he'd clicked any pics of her and Brad while they were making love. He began with the bathroom, the one used by him and his brother when they used to sleep in the same room, before they fell apart over a vvariety of issues, including the time he spent with Mandy.As of now the bathroom was used by the girls and the boys used the one attached to his brother s room. Maybe. "All American Running Back at Notre Dame, Married with three sons, Coach at Cedar Springs High School and St. Christopher's Catholic School in Argus Falls..." his voice trailed off. "You didn't play professional ball, I wonder why?"Wiley was silent.Ethan thought for awhile. "I appreciate you making this trip Mr. Bills," Ethan mused. "It's a long ways for you to travel."Wiley swallowed, "It's not that far," he said as Batista pressed the gun more firmly against his temple and tightened his.