One could even see the markings on the airliner! And the twin towers in New York? Haven't you heard that they were really rigged with explosives? Well... that's what the conspiracy theorists say!Naturally, they can't explain how the tons of explosives that it would have taken were smuggled into the towers and how someone had managed to place it so it could do the damage that it did. Nor could they explain how one could move some 24 truck loads of explosives to the towers without anybody noticing.. I stood up and picked her up in my arms. She pulled my head down for a kiss and then I carried her to my room.When I put her down, she was trembling slightly. "I haven't done this since I started medical school." "Well if you've forgotten how something works, just ask." I kissed the top of her head and began removing her clothes. She wore plain white underwear with no frills. I resolved to upgrade her wardrobe. Her pale stomach was flat, almost too lean; a product of too little time for food.. Becca was wearing the cheerleader uniform that I first saw her in when she was a Rasington cheerleader. “Goddamn, you still look sexy in that thing,” I remarked. “I've been itching to have some fun for a while,” Becca told me. “And what better place to have fun than the first place where you got to see this naughty cheerleader?” “Wait, you really want to have sex out here?” I questioned. “Look, I know we've done some risky things, but on a school's football field where...” “The power is out,. Then she started slowly walking towards me as she tossed her purse on the bed and came into my arms and held me tighter than I ever remember. She looked up at me with tears in her eyes and just said, "I'm sorry, I feel so guilty today." I was mad, I was jealous, but I was also so damn excited. All these emotions rolled into one. I was holding my loving wife after she returned from being with another man. I was doing this yet I felt like I had to let her know that everything was ok. Still, it.