They kissed with passion and despite Allan not yet having shaved, the roughness of his skin against her soft, pale cheeks was not unpleasant. “Are y...ou sure you’re OK with me going with Kirsty on her hen weekend?” Beth asked once she had disengaged from the kiss. Allan looked into her eyes and saw his own reflection in her dilated pupils. God, she was gorgeous! “I suppose” he said, trying to sound disinterested, shrugging his shoulders and endeavouring to appear wounded. Beth stared into his. She freely ground herself against him, as she shook her ass and shimmied to the latin beats. He was again surprised that this woman had such a sexuality about her and how she was able to channel it into her dancing. When they fell into the car for the short ride back to the hotel, they were both under the influence of a handsome buzz. Elizabeth let her inhibitions fly out the window, as she closed the divider between them and the driver and straddled Chase’s lap. She initiated an intense make. “Do you ever ask the professors where these things came from?” another worker asked as they opened another box.“Often, they only have a slightly better guess than yours,” the supervisor said.“I think this came from Paris in 1130 and has something to do with a person named Thatcher,” the worker holding the Urn said.“Why do you say that?” his co-worker asked.“Look at the bottom, I can’t make out the first initial but the name is Thatcher and it says Paris 1130,” the worker with the urn said.“So. :No, fuck that&hellip, man, I gotta live the rest of my life knowing I sent those girls out to die, knowing I didnt do a goddam thing to stop it when I could have! Now they want me to have to go through that over and over again? Fuck them! Either you guys come take it down or Im gonna do it myself! :Thunder, all youll do is get yourself killed! Feds say the investigation is too important to waste over this small fry&hellip, :Small fry? Im not talking about a bust, Im talking about saving some.