He said that at first the executions didn’t bother him, because they involved criminals. He saw the criminals as cockroaches, my uncle said, like, b...g human insects, parasites, stains on humanity. He never pulled the trigger, but he helped walk them to the grounds, tied up a few of them, their arms behind their backs, in special knots that prohibited movement.“The only execution that bothered him was that of a guy he knew. A former classmate in middle school. They weren’t close; they were more. We stayed there, kissing, holding each other. Her hands were running along my back.Soon they were on my chest, grabbibg my tiny tits. She broke the kiss to pull of my shirt. My tiny breasts popped out. She rubbed my nipples, all the while kissing me. I did the same to her. She had me lie on my back as she pulled off my pants and underwear. I pulled off her pajama pants as well.I marveled at her shaved vagina for a while. We lie side by side, fingering each other, and kissing.Soon I got on top. His cock pressing hard against his jeans, and pre-cum dripping down the inside of his leg. Thankfully for him, they had arrived in Birmingham, and promptly made their way to the Hotel.As they walked to the Hotel, Natasha grasped Jamie's hand, so that she gave the impression that they were a couple. Although, anybody who saw them together when Reece wasn't around, would think that they had been a couple for a very long time.They arrived at the Hotel, and quickly found the room they would be. Handsome, tall, thin ... rugged... 26. 'He's so OLD ... I'd be old, too.'"E'veen?" A light brush with a wet cloth. "E'veen? Wake up."A man ... white coat ... stethoscope ... Doctor ... Bill standing behind looking really worried."How long have you known you were pregnant?" White coat asked. Blackness..."You have no idea how much I appreciate you two doing this," E'veen said. "Remember, expose the Mast head only. If what I think is down there is really there, get the pictures and get out. I am.