“You should be doing that at least twice a day no matter what,” Jim said shaking his head in wonder at the state of most marriages.“Twice a day?...��“Yes. You should tell her that you love her at least twice a day. Don’t do it at the same time each day. You don’t want it to become a habit,” Jim answered. It was real easy for the words to become part of a meaningless ritual. The same words whipped out while kissing his wife goodbye every the morning ended up not being heard or felt.“Twice,” Greg. . no," Britney stammered, relief finally flooding over her. "I... I was raped. He... he raped me." Who? Who raped you honey?" Cecile asked the shivering diva."A... a man," Britney told her. "I... I think he's dead... back there."Officer Noble shined her flashlight into the thick bushes to make sure no one was there. But her priority right now was to get this girl out of the area. She escorted the freezing singer back to her car and opened the back door for her and settled the scared young woman. I showed Dad how to roll up his tights into a ball and explained how heneeded then to roll them up his legs. Dad did so and I watched him ashe stood there wearing his first pair of tights. They were so opaquethat you couldn't really see his unshaven legs through them but his wetlook panties were visible through them and because they were Brazilianpanties they gave his butt a slightly curved feminine shape.As I looked at him my thoughts were a mess, part of me felt "Revenge!If it wasn't for. ”“I’m taking care of that. We have two options. The first is I use my military contacts and see if we can’t get her an ID from another country or there is a way to build her a new identification in Canada, but it means hiding her for a year and then giving her the ID of a dead girl that is a year older.”“A dead girl? Who is she and how did she die?”“I don’t know. I was just going to head to Vancouver and look at gravestones until I found a girl the right age with a last name that would suit a.