Not that she was a bad swimmer, she just wasn't in the same class as me. I'm not bragging, I'm just ranked third in the state in the 200 meter breasts...troke and 200 and 400 meter freestyle for kids in high school.She started calling me a wimp and a lightweight which led to more dunking and splashing, with her finally swimming underneath, trying to pull my suit down. My suit is really tight and it had an added appendage in the way so she was hardly able to budge it.I grabbed the front of her. "Can you explain to me why we have a dozen of religious people standing outside the base accusing you of being sinner, having sex outside of marriage and being a major danger to the moral values of America. Are you familiar with these?" he wondered and flipped on a computer monitor to show them.Outside the G.S.P. headquarters a small group of people stood armed with pamphlets, signs and name lists. Even on distance it was easy to recognize that all the signs was aimed at Blade. Few people. Inside that area, I saw that to the right was a door that led to a service entrance for waitstaff, in front of me was the kitchen sink and counter, and to the left were the two doors to the two unisex restrooms, each meant to service one person at a time. Halfway through the right side bathroom doorway was the deceased, lying as she had fallen. There was a pool of blood on the bathroom floor, and some on the tile of the kitchenette area from her throat wound. Inside the bathroom, the toilet was. ..........................................Business went well and before Jeff knew it all his meetings were doneand he had a week of vacation to spend however he wanted. Initially hehad planned on spending it catching up with family and friends. However,the conversation and company of the plane trip kept playing in his mindand it was only a few hours after his last meeting before Jeff foundhimself standing in front of the door to Rebecca's apartment.Nervously, Jeff knocked on the door not.