She looks at me amused, as if I was here to entertain her. Her hand had reached my neck and was playfully crashing the bottom of my chin with one fing...r nail. “lysine” she began white a harsher tone that made me lysine to her every work like an obedient dog looking at his master “your father loves me, and he means a lot to me, he serves me as I deserve” Serves!? Did she mean sexually, like he was her instrument, of use, or was it part of their secret love. “But it’s ruining my family, my...”. The next guy Ian talked to looked at him like he was retarded for not knowing who she was, and then proceeded to ask him if he’d ever seen an episode of Smallville. When Ian admitted to having seen a few episodes of the show back when it had started, the guy told him Kristin was the girl who’d played Lana Lang. A couple of more questions just confirmed what he’d already been told: Kristin was one famous piece of ass; she had been telling the truth.That made Ian more interested in her, so at his. I’m sorry…” I didn’t get any more out because she kissed me again.I watched as she unstrapped herself and clambered on the bed, sitting, her knees up, legs apart and with her back to the headboard. “My turn. Tongue only.”Well, what’s a girl supposed to do, argue?~~~Dr Ruth Beckett wasn’t by any means the stereotypical archivist. She was about my age, tall, long-haired and quite striking if not beautiful. She was wearing jeans and a white cotton blouse with flat shoes and was still three or. .." the blonde reeled back in horror, still clinging to the idea that this was all some sick joke. "What are you doing?" I'm starting a new life, Sam," she said calmly, pulling her knife from her pocket. "A life free of all the binding lies that have kept me burdened and trapped in this life. And as my oldest, and closest friend... you deserve to know the truth before you die." What?" To be fair, I've only killed a few people. Some meaningless folks back home mostly, but there have been a few.