. and we know that. We have to play these head games to keep from screaming. We are neurotic . . . perhaps sometimes a little psychotic. Aid to the ci...vil power—that’s what we’re doing. All we want to do is get drunk, get laid, sleep for eons. Sleep is the elusive angel of our lusts. We never get enough sleep. We never have enough men. Everyone laughs at us – the IRA, the RUC, the protestants, the Catholics. We never do anything right. We are too little too late. And now Riley is dying – this. How many men are in there? I took notice of the odd layout of the building for a moment. I thought that shower blocks would be connected to one pipeline either side of this wall, but clearly not so in this old building.Then I was brought up short when I thought about the men on the other side. They wouldn't be concealed in a shower or bathroom stall so they would just… what? Stand there? For everyone to see as they fucked some stranger's mouth?My inhibitions receded as I became more curious as. But seeing the abundance of alternate lifestyles here has made me think about it more.” “Jordan, sometimes it's something you know from the very start, sometimes not. If you're that curious I can fix you up with someone. I can tell you all the typical things women say about other women. Softer, we know what we like so who better than a woman to please you, but it's something you need to find out for yourself. For me regardless if it's a man or a woman, I want intimacy. There's something about. I was sure I would need something more, but I had no idea what it might be. I had decided there were some things I would use the FBI to handle, and some I would keep to myself. Gray didn’t even know about my PVC pipe bombs at that time.At exactly 10AM Gray and I pulled into the parking lot of the motel. There I broke down our purchases. I packed one of the PVC pipe bombs and one of the green surgical masks and a pair of vinyl gloves inside the small book bag.Gray and I pulled his car into the.