He nodded toward the case the other man had been pulling along.“Doctor Metcalf? She sent you here? I thought I was supposed to come there to do this...?” I said.“Yes, well, yes, but she heard that the police had asked you to stay at home until they did some things to ensure your safety is what we were told,” he said, motioning to the man beside him. “And the officer over there cleared us.” He nodded toward the cruiser parked a short distance from our front door.“Oh, okay. Well come in then,” I. Looking at each other, they shrugged. Might not be fun if they got slammed, but it wouldn't be the first time. At 9am, another scheduled didn't show up. Breaks had been set back to wait on the dumb ass that was running late an hour because she slept in. Tired from the sleepless night, Cindy's temper flared a bit. Making her way to her car where she sat undisturbed for breaks, she thought she'd better use this time for an attitude adjustment. Switching on the radio, she texted her man. A rush. Looking at the drawings, pictures and the finished product Jaed had modernized the concept. He knew - the world knew it was standard policy now to inspect backpacks, bags and coolers as well as anything else carried into major events.The new concept was cutting out the two top tubes on men’s heavy duty mountain bikes and replacing them with heavy scored plumbing pipe to create smaller pieces of deadly shrapnel. The front end of the pipe Jaed used was cut and tapered to make it look like the. Sucking, running my tongue in little circles across his skin.I felt him stiffen, sink into me even further. A suffering kind of sigh ripping out of his throat.His hips were driving up into me now, and I rode down to meet them. We went faster,faster and faster and faster, the bed squeaking. No other sound existed, it was just this moment.Matt slowed for a moment, his hands entwined in my hair.I hadn't noticed that they had gotten there, but I wasn't leavingthick hickey marks across him.