I needed the time to think of some solution. I had to win her back.Monday morning, instead of heading to my office, I went to Darwin Architects, where... Elsa worked. I asked for her at the reception desk, and got an icy cold stare from the receptionist. She told me, “Ms. Conners will not be in this week.”“Do you know how I can get in touch with her? It’s a personal not a business situation I need to talk to her about.” I tried to sound sincere. I was well dressed and hoped that my professional. “It would be nice if we had solid evidence. We can get that after the war ends with investigative teams,” I said“That is all I wanted; I’ll go make the calls,” General Ingram said as he closed the line.I had to assume - something I never liked doing - that the heavy bombing campaign had indeed killed the majority of the Republican Guard soldiers in the bunkers and other underground facilities.We spent the rest of Sunday sorting and packing clothes - the proper clothes in which to meet King. Next, to losing his virginity, the most coveted prize to a teenaged boy was the issue of his first driver’s license.Karen looked at her seventeen-year-old son, wearing his Belleville Falcons hockey ball cap on backwards, a white T-shirt that couldn’t hide the lean body preparing for another hockey season and muscular, hairy legs.Brad looked at his mom, the neckline of her low scooped, light blue T-shirt, easily revealed the upper portion of her full breasts, two mounds indicating she was. ’ ‘But would you try if he was laying here beside you.’ She didn’t speak but had another orgasm as her answer. For the rest of the weekend the two made love, night and day, always bringing in her mysterious lover as a fantasy to their bed. Sunday night they lay cuddled together both too sore for anymore antics. ‘Chris, tell me the truth, what would you really do if you came home and found my he-man in bed with me.’ ‘To tell the truth I’d probably cum in my trousers. Why don’t you set it up and.