Amazing, isn't it?"Gene and Caroline both came in carrying their coffee cups, smiling, happy to be alive in the morning.Pointing out the window, Gene ...said, "You're going to have good flying weather. The charts say you'll have a good tailwind most of the way home. Where will you refuel and stop for the night?" I'm thinking Wichita, Pine Bluff, Tallahassee, and home."Gene was alarmed, "Are you going to try to do it in one day?"I smiled, "Oh no. We'll probably stop in Tallahassee. Instead of. She'd keep them unopened: for his eyes only. It probably contained tactical information, coordinates and navigation codes. The 3rd note was from SOU -- generic, providing updates and directions on the use of 2 new pieces of field equipment; first, a new lightweight pistol: 7.62 mm, 21 round clip, short bore with silencer, gas propelled, high-velocity; the second, the new automatic based on the Uzi: 7.62 mm, 51 round clip, flash guard and silencer. "Don't get them dirty," Tracy mocked as she. Elsa had called and told me about the ‘present’ from our supposed stalker. The police and our security team agreed that the box delivered at the club was a message: we believed I was the dead rat, and the five dead white mice were Elsa, Cindy, Melanie, Sheila, and KC. Beyond that, everything else was speculation.The police thoroughly interrogated the waiter who had brought me the box. He was innocent, and just earning a twenty-buck tip for the simple delivery. He did give an accurate. I brought my hands to the hem of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head. As I worked on her bra, she removed her slacks, revealing her hairy mound. She never wore panties. As her breasts were released she pushed against me firmly, causing me to fall back onto the bed.She pounced onto my body, and kissed me again. Her breasts rubbed against mine, her firm nipples pushing against my soft skin. Her kissed moved down my neck and around my nipples. I let my hands trace circles around her back.