From this angle I could see that there was another book under the man’s chest. An old book this time. Nervously, I lifted his weight and slid it fro...m under him, half expecting the corpse to return to life or crumble to dust. Understandable when your main reference for this sort of work is the cinema. The man remained whole and dead. The book was thick and leather bound. The age-browned pages were heavy and stiff. More diagrams, runes and paragraphs but in a foreign script this time. I. Her speech was clipped, “You’re a passing phase. Dan is going places. You need to disappear. How much is it going to take?” I protested. She was undaunted. By the end of the conversation, I was making plans to leave Washington. I was $20,000 richer and owned a little spot of land Ohio. I handed in my notice and never looked back.I wasn’t ready to go right to work. I had some cash so I took it easy. I met a truck driver via an AOL chat room. I to accompany him around the country in his big rig.. There was a little bit of phara powder left and she used it on the deeper wounds on her stomach. That would be right ... I run out of bandages. Herm ... okay this will do.Vin tore up the blanket and managed to use it as a makeshift bandage and used the guy ropes from the pop tent to secure it. Now for the most important part ... the drugs. She fished out her water bottle and downed a few pills. They should start to work in a few minutes. Vin contemplated her situation as she waited for the. In an instant, she felt the searing heat that comes from that first skin-to-skin contact of the evening. She moaned softly, "Yessss." And then the contact was gone and Ed's lips on her neck were gone. She was being forced down, slightly crooked over the arm of the sofa. She gasped slightly as she felt Ed's hands toying with the thong on her ass. She gasped again as she felt it being pulled aside and Ed's hard cock sliding along her outer lips, teasing momentarily, spreading the wetness that was.