She screamed imprecations and slapped his face, which, of course, woke both of the people in the bed.Elsie Anderson reached back to slap her husband a...gain, when she was surprised by the thud of a pillow on her head that knocked her off balance. "MOTHER, DON'T YOU DARE HIT THE POOR MAN AGAIN! IF YOU DO, I WILL HIT YOU WITH SOMETHING HARDER THAN THIS PILLOW!"Randolph had gathered his wits by this time and said, "Elsie, you have no right to talk like that to either of us. I know where you have. Bradberry was standing by to answer any technical questions should they be asked.Then they got into the technical part with cameras, scanners, alert systems, the ID card, how it worked and all the things that could be done with it, imaging systems and other things. With all that done, next was show and tell.We went over to the security building that had been remodeled; the big meeting room was gone, the wall was partially removed and in its place was the new security control room with all the. We pulled into her parking garage, navigating to her space. I leaned over to begin kissing her, my hands roaming as I passionately explored her open mouth."Cameras.", she said simply, indicating the darkened spheres throughout the garage. I nodded my understanding, and we both got out of the vehicle and quickly made our way to the elevator. I was almost blind with lust during the short trip to her floor, and I don't even remember getting to her apartment, coming to as we reached the bedroom.I. "It won't matter," the other voice laughed. "Men can't fight me."The light was fading and the rain pouring down when Marcel saw the silhouette of the old keep rising out of the twisted trees. Whether it was god sent or devil sent could be ascertained later. Right now Marcel needed shelter. The downpour had soaked through his cloak and seeped under his armour. The track, already in poor repair, had been made treacherous by the torrential rain. Night was closing in and he didn't want to risk his.