“There’s no sheriff in this place,” I commented to Summer. “We can find one in Wichita, I guess, although I don’t think we really need to.�...�There was a silence between us as we passed an attractive brick church and a few rather more upmarket houses. The local council or its US equivalent should put in a one-way system to ensure that all visitors had to go through this part first, I thought.We reached the highway, and turned south towards the I35, the silence stretching out to uncomfortable. I raise my arms up, crane my neck back, and sigh. Everyone having left to vacation for the long weekend, I have the whole theatre to myself. I stretch harder, feeling the muscles in my arms and legs lengthen. It hurts in the good kind of way. I groan and stretch deeper. I have been on my feet all week, giving presentations, running from meeting to meeting. I need this. Finally, I lay back down peacefully, and open my eyes. A man is now sitting next to me. Oh God! How much has he seen? I feel. I open the door for you and let you get in, once on our way i place my hand on your leg and feel the soft skin. i can only imagine how the rest of your sexy body must feel like and how beautiful it will look covered in red marks. I order you to open your legs for me, and very slowly i let my hand slide up, ad i stop barely touching your moist lips. I can see you've closed your eyes and you're biteng your lip just a little bit. 'We'll get to that soon enough' i tell you.We pull up to my house. She gave him a short burst into the wing root and dove for the lone bomber headed inland.The Spit reached 300 mph before the Dornier filled her gunsight, weaving from side to side. She shot, missed, slipped sideways, throttled back and fired again until her guns were empty. The bomber exploded in a ball of flame, sheet metal and smoke.Guns empty and fuel low, Regina found her field, circled, got permission and landed, taxied to the ammo area and killed the engine. She slid back and canopy and.