. Well, you know how old she is. But it wouldn't be any great shock if she was." Yeah, but..." Nate began."But what?" Janice asked."I understand what ...you're saying. But from what Lizzie said ... well..." Just tell me, Nate. From what Lizzie said ... what?" It sounded like Lizzie has had, well ... a lot of sex. A lot"Janice paused and considered her response. She was aware of her own curiosity to hear more about Lizzie, and what a lot of sex meant. But she chose to stay with the topic of their. It was like the very first time I put a finger in another girl (which, interestingly, was her) only it was my whole hand. Warm, soft, slippery. Somehow unreal.And yet it was real. My entire hand inside her. On the hood of the truck. Under a streetlamp. With cops due back at any moment, as far as I knew. I swear I felt a trickle run out of my hole and down my leg."It's in. All of it."She reached down and felt my wrist. Her breathing was fast and shallow. She stared into my very soul.After a. God she was so sexy. I closed my eyes subtly and pictured Caitlin topless. "Maria?" I jumped from the sound of Caitlins voice then gasped. I had totally forgotten that I had my drink in my hand and it splashed all over me when I jumped. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!' Caitlin said in a scared voice. "I just thought you had fallen asleep so I was seeing if you were! I'm sorry!" "Caitlin it's fine. Really." I mean it really was. Sure I was a little sticky now but it wasn't like I died. "I think I. ”July 30, 1997, Saint Petersburg, Russia“Hello, Stepa Rayevich!” Vera Olegovna Brantova called out when we walked into the arrivals hall at «Аэропорт Пулково» in Saint Petersburg. (Pulkovo Airport)“Hi! How are you?”“Wonderful! This is Jaako, my fiancé.”“Pleased to meet you,” I said, shaking his hand.“There are three people from the foreign ministry here for you,” she said. “I’ll be doing the tour of the Hermitage on Friday, and decided to come meet you at the airport so I could talk to.