Make sure that nothing is removed." Excuse me sir, we just can't burn the building."The large Scotsman laughed. "Of course we can, we do it pretty oft...en." Osgar," The Colonel chided the Scottish Sergeant. "Owen, the Warehouseneeds to be burned. The flames will purify everything. Also we don'tstart fires all the time." If you say so, sir." Osgar laughed while retrieving his pistol from theConstable.Reaching for his watch again the young Lord frowned at the time. "Osgar,will you please remain and. "You're not going to die. You're safe now, but you have to be smart and stay that way." He kissed her roughly, biting her lip. She shuddered with the thrill of it. "You feel that? Alive. Help me keep you that way."She kissed him back and somehow wound up on top of him again. "Promise you'll keep me alive? That you won't leave me alone again?" Marla, I promise. You're going to live a long time. We'll get through this. I'll clear the building, you wait here and..." He broke off at her tears.. Please, I'll do anything, just don't tell anyone!" "You wait here, young man - I'll be back once I decide what to do about this!" With those words, Mrs. Holmes turned off the lights, left the bedroom and closed the door.Stephen was now alone in Mrs. Holmes' bedroom. The only sound he heard was the static on the TV. He couldn't help but feel ashamed and confused. What had just happened? Why did he have these feelings? What was Mrs. Holmes going to do? He just couldn't bear to think about what. ” His voice was deep and husky with obvious arousal, his eyes pleading with her to leave now if that’s what she really wanted. Instead, Sierra reached up and touched his face reverently. “I’ve wanted you for so long, I can’t imagine walking away not knowing what it would feel like to have you buried inside me.” Once the decision was made, it was useless to fight the overwhelming desire to make love. Without once breaking the kiss, Sierra and Garret moved in concert toward his bedroom. At one.