Without warning she pressed right into Beatrice and kissed her full on the mouth. She got her arms around Beatrice and squeezed her tight and then got...her hands under Beatrice's dress and down under her panties and right on her ass. She rubbed Beatrice's ass with a hard, circular motion, and then she began to finger Beatrice's asshole.It was just when Beatrice went to do that to her that Vicky pulled away just as quickly as she had started the whole thing."That was just a sample of something. Really get behind it. He pressed the knife to..." Listen man." ... the writer's hand and cut off all the fingers of his right hand. It was like a guillotine falling. It was one hard chop. All that was left was the bottom joint of the writer's thumb and pinky. It was really funny. I still laugh about it sometimes." Ray I don't know what you think you're proving by coming here... , " the painter said."Don't call me that. You don't know me. Dana doesn't know me. Both of you can call me nothing. I. I kissed her whole body at the same time feeling every part. I gave her oral sex until she was groaning then when I eventually entered her both she and I had an orgasm almost immediately.We lay kissing and cuddling for a long while, reminiscing about the past, our growing together, past perils, our good times together, and finally, our love for each other, then our passion flamed again and we made slow love until I brought her to a relaxed sighing kind of climax. I hadn't come that time so. The Pentagon figures they’ve cleaned house and there is no immediate threat. They supervised building me this mountain retreat but I had to pay for it myself. I moved in last year. With luck, they’ll forget I’m here before long and I’ll be able to move about a little more freely. Right now, I only travel with my mind.”Wednesday, 1 January 1969Wayne wandered the West Virginia hillsides. His uncle showed him the access point and codes for entry to the retreat. He’d been underground for two days.