HmmmmTWINKLE: I will kill you.I then sent her a selfie of me on the bed, without a t-shirt, and lowering my pants a bit, not revealing anything.TWINKL...E: What??? My god!ME: what happened?TWINKLE: hmm. It’s a nice pic…ME: thanks. Want more?TWINKLE: Yes. :)I sent her a pic of me only in the underwear now.Just then I got a pic of her in white bra.I complimented her, it was stunning. I then sent her a pic without the underwear, but my hand covering the crotch.TWINKLE: Oh god.. this is nice, but. She was naked, and every bone in her body was visible. Her eyes were dead, her hair matted with blood, dirt, and Angel didnt want to think of what else. The girls body was limp, lifeless, and contorted in a gruesome pose. Those photos, the images, she couldnt get out of her head. Photos of Emily, the poor underage girl Angel had practically doomed by allowing Rich to ship her off to first Frank, then to who knows where. She hadnt seen the girl since the day Rich sold her, right after they came. " Tears glistered her eyes, unshed. I leant in and gently kissed her. She returned the compliment with an embrace that turned me to stone, well one bit of me anyway. I held her close. "Sometimes, Jack, I wish..." I placed my fingertip to her lips."Shhh. It would never have worked between us. You know that." It could. I could make it work, Jack." No, Milla, it would not be fair to either of us. We would lose each other forever." Oh Jack! You always knew what was right for us. I love you so." I. In addition to three pairs of clean panties and a very lightweight jogging suit, I carried my hammerless .38. I also carried a small plastic bag with additional cartridges. Other than those few items, it was a toothbrush and deodorant that filled my bag,Into the trailer's plastic milk carton bed, I placed the plastic bag. Ted put in the filled gallon gas can and a quart of oil. Both Marty and I carried the extra gas and oil, along with a tire and two tubes. The tire pump was placed into Marty's.