The sound of running feet outside of his door brought his head off the wooden desk. He expected his door to fly open but instead he only heard more me... (or possibly women) running down the hall.He remembered his mother spanking his behind for doing something similar while his father was indisposed and a small smile found his lips. He opened the door and saw more members of the palace guard headed down the hallway toward where the jury was meeting.With nothing better to do, he followed. The men. But their eyes, originally focused on what they hoped not to be their last meals, were drawn upwards, as they found themselves immersed in gloom.Storm clouds were rolling across the sky with unnatural speed, so dark that the men expected soot to fall like snow. Upon having eclipsed the sun, the clouds halted, as the persistent autumn breeze ceased to exist. It was like the air itself had been killed, so utterly still that it was like it was frozen in time. It had to be in their minds, the. It would ruin my plans. See you tomorrow.He found himself staring at the computer screen, imagining her in her backyard, her legs spread, playing with herself with various toys, climaxing as he watched from his side of the fence…It was shortly before 6 when Jason pulled into his driveway and shut the engine off. Wasting no time, he hurried inside and shed his work attire, changing into khaki shorts, and a rather loud Hawaiian shirt. Slipping into a pair of flip-flops, he hurried out the back. Parking was scarce and I had to settle for a spot on the street in front of the house. I grabbed my bag and headed for the door. A flutter at an upper window caught my eye. I smiled as the door swung open, expecting to see Denny on the other side. My smile slipped when I saw the man standing in the doorway. ‘Gabriel. How… delightful to see you again.’. ‘Really?’ He grabbed my hand, pulling me over the threshold and through the doorway. ‘So glad I could make your day.’ Gabe shoved me up against.