Kim is totally oblivious and I want to keep it that way. So, like I said, I work a lot...but our story begins the evening of our 15 anniversary, a Thu...rsday, on a night that I had planned on leaving work early to take Kim away for a long weekend...well it was a long, wonderful, awakening weekend for sure, but not how I had planned...here goes.I gave my secretary the last of the memos to distribute to our office staff, put my phone on DND and hit the door. It was 3PM and I could just make it home. .. Or to...” He breaks off in mid sentence, turning away from me. Heart-broken at seeing my lover looking so dejected, I draw closer to him, running my fingers firmly down his muscular back. “I’m fine, really. Look at me.” I push his arm gently, knowing that I could never use brute strength to get him to turn around.Persuasion works though, and he turns back toward me. “See? Not even a scratch.”“And I suppose your new healing abilities had nothing to do with that?” he asks, anger only barely. They had often commented on the girl's many tattoos and piercings and secretly Mark found them arousing. Jenn on the other hand found them thoroughly revolting or so she had said.Jenny had made up her mind to leave out the most drastic measures the girl used but here she was telling him everything. When Mark focused entirely on the one word, 'begged', she knew that the whole truth was inevitable."Oh she played with my titties and I have never had my nipples feel so hard, or throbbing," Jenn. What they didn't know was that someone with balls had learned how to get things done in prison. All three got shanked while awaiting trial.The Ambassador decided that he wouldn't fight the order to send him home. No one in the government wanted him killed on U.S. soil, but somebody wanted him killed. It was me or a Commando raid which the U.S. couldn't afford. With me it would look like a rival thug killing.The plane landed on the grass strip right on time. It was a different plane and a.