I never liked any meatloaf except my Moms. Something she adds to the meat, gives it a bit of ‘oomph.’I put my hand down between my sister and I; s...he casually touched it. It was these kinds of moments we suffered for, but we knew that we had to be very careful.“What time tomorrow morning would you be there, Dad?” I asked.He looked at Mom, who waved her hand, as if she was giving the peasants her royal decree. They smiled at one another.“How does 9AM sound kids?” he responded.Sari and I looked at. "It looked like a good deal and she could tell the slide was operating fine and the magazines didn't have any nicked lips. She plunked down an extra $300 and told him,"I'll take that as well."There was no paperwork and no questions. She didn't figure there would be in Nevada. She stashed the gun with a loaded magazine inserted in her side pocket where it hung heavy and reassuringly on her hip hidden from view. Not exactly legal because she had no "carry permit" but that would only be enforced. ...A toi de choisir...- "C'est d'accord... Continuez ce que vousme faites... " sanglota-t-elle servilement.- "Mais foutez-lui la paix, je vous enprie ! ......"Boone fourra son doigt aussi loinqu?il le put dans la cramouille de Vicky, il resserra son bras sur ses ?paules,il empauma ? nouveau un de ses nichons et reprit son pelotage :- "D?boutonne ton corsage, que je v?rifiesi tu m'as ob?i,.......Je t'avais dit de ne pas mettre de soutien-gorge...? " lui dit commen?ant le. I could feel the cool air of the air conditioning on my exposed skin and quickly pulled my dress back down to cover myself. I felt a rush of adrenaline pulse through me knowing that people I did not know had seen me revealed like this while I was totally vulnerable. When the dance ended I heard Ron behind me thanking the guy for the dance and he took my arm leading me across the floor before another voice interrupted asking for the next dance. Ron again agreed and I was blindly handed off. As.