"Henslith's gone, no sign of her; doesn't look good. Purse is on the counter, her weapon is on the bed but the clip is missing, and there's water on t...he floor in the bathroom. It looks like maybe he caught her in the shower. I've got a team on the way over to go over the place." What about Barkley and Simmons?" Both dead. Barkley was still in the car. Looks like Simmons was outside having a smoke. Both shot at close range; small caliber, two shots each, both in the head, very professional. No. She said “You shouldn’t have. You know I loved them.”. I just send her smiley and the she wrote “we will talk later”. I was wondering what she will talk. Mouth watering thoughts started coming to my mind. At the end of the day, in the parking she hold my hand and said that she do not want to go home today. She wanted to watch movie. As it was Friday night I agreed.Our bad luck!!! It was housefull and we didn’t got any tickets. She was upset with that. I told her that she can watch an English. I lay on my bed, reading it and imagining what it would be like to getall dressed up that way and go to a ball. And the curious thing was thatI didn't find it at all peculiar to be thinking that way. Looking back, Ithink it was strange how I fell into this mind set without thinking. Atthe time, I did feel a little funny reading the book, but that was onlybecause it was too young for me, clearly intended for seven-year-olds. Butsomehow the fact that it was a girls' story book didn't bother. “We'll have a little more fun later.” Clara stood up, her legs shaking, and walked over toward Ben. Tiffany slid up onto Sean's lap, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. “Hope you like to watch.” Ben wasn't sure if he did or didn't, but was willing to find out.Clara wasn't entirely sure what to do, but correctly figured it would be difficult to mess up. She started by backing her ass up against the already noticeable bulge in Ben's pants. She rubbed it up and down while Ben's hands searched.