But it hardly mattered. Because after imagining you in the hardcore sex film for hours, I saw you walk towards me. I was certain I would stop lusting ...for you only after I plow all of your holes.Mona: And, when I kissed you?Ayan: I had my eyes fixed onto the inviting cleavage the deep cut of your satin nighty was gifting me. I was just hoping I could rub my face on your rack! I wanted to pull you closer to me, push you on to my bed, and fuck you right there!Mona: And, that would have helped you. "I could bring her back next week, cancel her appointment, I mean. Then I could ... He could see me right? He'd be free if ... if Elizabeth cancelled?" Shhhh..." I shook my head. "Nobody's canceling, Mrs. Tate, Liz will be just fine ... Just fine..." But..." We know what she needs and I promise, I'll get you in as soon as possible, okay?" I felt like throwing up, but being nice to people like Mrs. Tate was part of the job and I was very good at what I did."Liz, could you come with me please?" I. Her mother was out of town visiting a sister, so she was not available either.All of this was happening after the longest weekend of Ken's life. The interrogation after the break in attempt was bad, but this time he had descended another three levels into hell. The Carmel police had not been too bad; the events at the lodge were pretty straightforward and easy to explain away. The hospital though, had been under the jurisdiction of the Seaside police. They had been another 30 minutes in. ‘What’s up Mickey?’ Sean asked once Amanda was settled. ‘Sheriff Smith was killed tonight,’ Mickey announced without preamble. ‘He was being held in seclusion at his own County Jail, but when one of the US Marshals went to check on him about an hour ago he was found dead with a shank in his ear.’ ‘Any ideas who got to him?’ asked Sean. ‘Not yet, but the only prisoner who had access to him is a 73 year old jail trustee with arthritic hands. The Marshals have reviewed surveillance videos and only.