a hundred feet before they got into a dark-colored compact and started the motor. Driving off down the road slowly, the person left the headlights off on the vehicle. I listened to the car retreat away from me, wondering at the sanity of someone driving with no lights on these dark roads.
***
I jerked awake, groggy. I found myself in the dark, and then noticed the fire before me that was partially blocked by a vision of beauty.
There was a gorgeous woman before me in a white negligee, the fire backlighting the gown leaving nothing to my imagination. I reached up and grabbed her hand, gently pulling this goddess toward me.
No words were exchanged as we curled into each other in a dance of love.
Caressing each other starting at the lips, we progressed to other regions, exploring each other with the passion of newlyweds while demonstrating the practiced motions of a couple long in love.
The lovemaking was gentle at first, gradually building in crescendo as we each strove to satisfy the hunger of the other, the heat building in intensity as we hurled headlong into the point of no return.
Striving for the peak with our whole being, the climax came amid a noisy discharge of ecstatic emotions, the room full of heartfelt moans of joy and release.
Happily covered in a film of moisture from the exertion, I reached up on the couch and pulled a blanket down to where we laid on the shaggy carpet in front of the fireplace.
Covering up my bride, we then intertwined our bodies as we basked in the glow of our lovemaking. Still using no words, we nonetheless communicated perfectly with each other. Looking into her eyes for what seemed like hours, we fall asleep in each other’s arms, the perfect end to a perfect day.
We were still like that when a loud and penetrating noise invaded our reverie, both of us slowly awakening, groggy and confused. Betty was the first to realize it was the phone as she quickly stood, taking the blanket with her.
I groped around for another blanket. Finding one on a chair, I wrapped it around me before groggily following the sound of Betty’s voice.
I could hear the distress in her tone as I heard her say we would be right there. When she turned to me, her face was completely drained of color and she immediately grabbed my waist in a hug.
Returning her embrace I asked her what was going on. She held tight for a few moments longer, looking down with the right side of her face against my chest.
When finally she moved her eyes up to meet mine, she had regained her composure, pulling her shoulders back while releasing her grasp, finally revealing the topic of the phone call.
“They found a hand.”
Chapter 18
March 10, 1997
Betty was explaining to me that they had found a hand on the front steps of the courthouse.
I was fuddling with consciousness as I tried to wrap my head around what she was telling me. She then told me we needed to get dressed so we could meet the task force at the Sheriff’s department.
Great.
We were both quiet on the trip, each of us trying to make sense of the late night phone call’s revelation. Arriving at the Sheriff’s office, we found the place swarming with various vehicles, most adorned with a star on the door.
Entering the building we were immediately thrown into a swarm of activity with people running everywhere. Allen Vanguard caught Betty’s attention and she grabbed my sleeve to lead me into the conference room he had indicated. Seeing we were the last to arrive, I grabbed a couple cups of coffee and sat down next to Betty and Frank.
Frank had bags under his eyes, as did most of the people in the room. The hum of conversation around us sounded like a beehive ready to attack.
Allen closed the door and got everyone’s attention with a shrill whistle using his thumb and second finger in a circle shoved under his tongue.
“Everybody settle down, we need some focus here,” he said in a loud voice. Heading toward his seat, he flopped down
***
I jerked awake, groggy. I found myself in the dark, and then noticed the fire before me that was partially blocked by a vision of beauty.
There was a gorgeous woman before me in a white negligee, the fire backlighting the gown leaving nothing to my imagination. I reached up and grabbed her hand, gently pulling this goddess toward me.
No words were exchanged as we curled into each other in a dance of love.
Caressing each other starting at the lips, we progressed to other regions, exploring each other with the passion of newlyweds while demonstrating the practiced motions of a couple long in love.
The lovemaking was gentle at first, gradually building in crescendo as we each strove to satisfy the hunger of the other, the heat building in intensity as we hurled headlong into the point of no return.
Striving for the peak with our whole being, the climax came amid a noisy discharge of ecstatic emotions, the room full of heartfelt moans of joy and release.
Happily covered in a film of moisture from the exertion, I reached up on the couch and pulled a blanket down to where we laid on the shaggy carpet in front of the fireplace.
Covering up my bride, we then intertwined our bodies as we basked in the glow of our lovemaking. Still using no words, we nonetheless communicated perfectly with each other. Looking into her eyes for what seemed like hours, we fall asleep in each other’s arms, the perfect end to a perfect day.
We were still like that when a loud and penetrating noise invaded our reverie, both of us slowly awakening, groggy and confused. Betty was the first to realize it was the phone as she quickly stood, taking the blanket with her.
I groped around for another blanket. Finding one on a chair, I wrapped it around me before groggily following the sound of Betty’s voice.
I could hear the distress in her tone as I heard her say we would be right there. When she turned to me, her face was completely drained of color and she immediately grabbed my waist in a hug.
Returning her embrace I asked her what was going on. She held tight for a few moments longer, looking down with the right side of her face against my chest.
When finally she moved her eyes up to meet mine, she had regained her composure, pulling her shoulders back while releasing her grasp, finally revealing the topic of the phone call.
“They found a hand.”
Chapter 18
March 10, 1997
Betty was explaining to me that they had found a hand on the front steps of the courthouse.
I was fuddling with consciousness as I tried to wrap my head around what she was telling me. She then told me we needed to get dressed so we could meet the task force at the Sheriff’s department.
Great.
We were both quiet on the trip, each of us trying to make sense of the late night phone call’s revelation. Arriving at the Sheriff’s office, we found the place swarming with various vehicles, most adorned with a star on the door.
Entering the building we were immediately thrown into a swarm of activity with people running everywhere. Allen Vanguard caught Betty’s attention and she grabbed my sleeve to lead me into the conference room he had indicated. Seeing we were the last to arrive, I grabbed a couple cups of coffee and sat down next to Betty and Frank.
Frank had bags under his eyes, as did most of the people in the room. The hum of conversation around us sounded like a beehive ready to attack.
Allen closed the door and got everyone’s attention with a shrill whistle using his thumb and second finger in a circle shoved under his tongue.
“Everybody settle down, we need some focus here,” he said in a loud voice. Heading toward his seat, he flopped down
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