"Who is Jeffrey Sinclair?" I wondered if the man in the photo was the mythical county employee who had signed out the vehicle when it was first assign...d to the county."He was the task force commander until, oh, I would say five years ago or so," Elizabeth asked. "He retired. I heard he was working on a fishing boat in Mobile Bay."I looked back down at the picture for a moment. By the time I looked up again, Elizabeth had disappeared into my office again. She returned and sat down heavily in the. I am only human after all. Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them? Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip, December 26th 2013, 1:00 PM: Boxing Day! Some people love Boxing Day, others hate it. I do both. Being an avid cinephile (movie lover), Dec. 26th is my favorite day of the. He swept in past my bedmaid, thrusting her to the side. She gasped as she fell onto her backside. My father gave not one whit as he marched towards me, back straight. Ice eyes fell on me, sending a shiver through my body. Everything about him, his blond hair, his fair skin, his eyes were pale, like all the blood had leached out of his body. The satin doublet and hose he wore, both blue and gray, did little to add in color to his appearance. Even the red griffin, standing rampant over his heart,. ”“Britney, I don’t have a condom. I want nothing to come between us. I want to feel your skin against mine, with nothing to dull the experience.”She paused a moment, nibbling on her lower lip. “I want you. I’ve waited, seems like forever, for this moment. Now, I’ve got you naked, you’ve got me naked, and we have no place to be until tomorrow. I wanna take this opportunity. Make love to me!”I was not about to ignore that sort of invitation. I stepped to her, and embraced her, trapping my.