The strapless gown had slipped and both naked breasts stood out in all their glory. The switchblade was still sticking in her chest where he left it ...to prevent external bleeding. The body seemed to move when he pulled the knife out and a little blood welled up around the wound. He wiped the blood off the knife and then felt along her long slender neck for a trace of carotid pulse. He found none and confirmed she was really dead. His orders were to prepare the body so he rolled her on one side. Bye!" "Bye." Samantha's hands drummed against the table. "Boooooored." She groaned. Her eyes flickered over to the computer screen. "Hmm..." Her right hand moved to the mouse and turned the screen back on. She went online and skipped from facebook to Google. She keyed in several words and hit search. Her other hand slipped into her pajama bottoms and slowly massaged her thigh as she looked at a picture of a man slipping into a woman. She clicked on it and a video began to play of a couple in a. And don't be mad at your little sex toy. She hasn't been going around bragging about getting you in the sack, if that's what you are afraid of. I just kind of figured it out on my own, then tricked that skinny little white girl into admitting it." What gave it away?" If Elena had figured it out, there might be others that had also."I saw how you guys were acting that weekend at the tournament. It was almost like you were trying very hard not to look at each other, but whenever you did make eye. "As we begin to enter the suburbs of Denver, I look around and what I see helps me to clarify my feelings. Now if I can only explain them to Bernie. I try my best to explain, "Bernie, I don't know how to tell you this. But ... But ... But I really miss Leadville! Pleaseeeee Bernie, I don't want to live in Denver. I want our little house in Leadville where we can make a nice room for our baby and get to know our neighbors."I hold my breath and wait for Bernie's answer...I practically laugh.