The bodies were still on the floor where they had fallen, partially covered with a cloth. The heavy coats they had worn were beside them. The walls we...e covered with blood and body parts from the head shots. The head - when impacted with a large caliber round, especially as close as I was - explodes outward like a dropped watermelon.FBI personal were carefully photographing the explosive vests that the experts had disarmed and were disassembling one step at a time. There were photographers from. Yann arrived for breakfast considerably happier than he had been the day before."Ok, Papi." Juan had my calendar. "Today you're pretty busy. You have a breakfast at the NRAA office downtown and then you're having a late lunch with State Real Estate Commissioner." I thought I was retired." You are." Juan chuckled.Great. "So when do I fuck Yann?" Anytime you want." Yann put in. "I'll be with you all day." Take my advice," Ivan said, "and let Juan do all the work. You just stand around and look. As soon as she did, the old man’s free hand swiftly clamped down upon hers. Bright light escaped between the openings of their fingers as great warmth greeted them. The old man smiled at her and nodded, his white hair flowing as everything around them darkened until the only light seen was emanating between their hands. Chapter 3 As if watching a play, Julie saw her life unfold before her. She witnessed her birth in the bright, sterile delivery room to a crying mother and proud father. The only. Two can play at that game Sandy. As the robe crumpled to the ground in a white lace puddle about her ankles, I continued to nibble my way around Sandy’s neck and shoulders. Gina began to lift the blue camisole up and I assisted by lifting Sandy’s arms straight over her head. I watched as the fabric drew upward and rippled across her back. I love the way a woman’s bare back looks. The lines and curves, and the promise of what is uncovered in front. I decided it was time to see the front in this.