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Every single breath, Chapter 15, Chapter 19


Ian era veramente in ansia a causa del suo avvocato. Finché c’era stata Wendy ad assisterlo tutto gli era sembrato lineare, a tratti addirittura divertente! Invece Bower, divenuta Carol Miller per quel millennio, era la sua spina nel fianco. Dopo che l’incontro fu terminato, alcuni ricordi per niente piacevoli si affacciarono alla sua mente in maniera disarmonica. Non voleva ricordare di nuovo il suo passato, in particolare le torture suffered by him, and Kelly-Carol Bower. They were just little kids and scared. And, as he rightly stressed the lawyer, he, at one point, had made it to get out of hell. From six years and had a family that had loved him above all. And when, at about eighteen years, Kelly had tried, it had seemed obvious to accept the friendship of almost a brother. After six months of attendance in which they spoke, and often gossip, their compulsive various problems, Kelly asked him to accompany him to Europe. After the initial hesitation she accepted. It was everything went smoothly. But as there could be any kind of normality after what they had suffered? I really had to have found a deluded them, perhaps precarious balance? Yet he was grateful for a long time. He had been to him to discover the course of GNP and, therefore, remain so fascinated by the human mind to return the books in college and study psychology. After a while, get the FBI, to reach certain levels proved to be no easy undertaking. Delving into these complex mental mechanisms had been hard. Knowing others had discovered things about himself that he probably would not have wanted to know. Colliding with the ghosts of the past. Begin to understand things, such as a set because he was cleaning. Meet again in that game tied, the ropes to hurt, to pierce the skin! A helpless child who can not be brutalized, but he sees it all as a fair punishment. After all I've soiled, it is fair that I be punished and be in the trash. That had to be more or less the thought of Ian Edward cinquenne Emmerich. Torture in the torture.

After making love, Temperance and Booth found themselves embraced and thoughtful. Was particularly anxious to be the woman.
"Did they tell you got?" He asked, referring to the admission of Emmerich.
"A trivial infection. But I fear there is more. His arms were studded with strange wounds. "
" In what way strange? "The air of anthropologist was curious.
"As if he had been hit several times with an awl and knife were all welled up a little 'blood."
"would not surprise me if they were the guards. It is human nature to enforce the balance of things with summary justice and self-sufficient. "
" Yes, I think of myself "as read by rampage got out of bed.
"Where are you going?"
"I feel guilty to be here without batting an eyelid."
"Here we go again ... "
" Bones, I'm sorry. "
" Can not even been ten minutes since the last time you came with me and already you feel in colpa per quel...!” La rabbia le impedì di trovare l’aggettivo più adatto. Brennan stava per soccombere ad uno sbalzo ormonale piuttosto serio. In parte aveva ragione. Booth sembrava non rendersi conto con quanta facilità passasse da un eccesso all’altro. Troppo protettiva nei riguardi della futura madre. Troppo preoccupato per il recluso in attesa di giudizio.
“Non si scappa da un letto ancora caldo. Non così.”
“Non sto scappando! Voglio solo fare un paio di telefonate. Appurare se quei secondini sono davvero dei torturatori. Non c’è niente di strano.”
“Sì che c’è! Tu sei troppo preoccupato per il tuo ex collega per i miei gusti. Dovesti pensare only to me, none other than me! You see? "Allegations of Bones came clear to the heart of Booth. If there was something that was bad, damn bad, it was told that was not concerned enough about her, thinking instead about former lover, 'male' in prison! Was or was not inexcusable conduct?
"I'm sorry ..." he approached her, stroking her arm. He was still naked and wet. As he looked he could not think of something equally attractive. But as the half closed eyes, the image of the tortured returned to 'torture' her soul.
"I love you seriously."
"No fuss, Booth! Giriamoci not around, until this story Emmerich will not be finished in some way is not a good idea to go to bed together. "
" Are you sure? "
" No! Of course I do not want to stop having sex with you! But you must not think of him when we're together. "
" I swear that this is just one case. But you're right, they are unforgivable. "For a few minutes they remained silent. Brennan was rigid with the back attached to the headboard. When was the last time he too had been embraced, Booth decided to make peace with or without her. He bent down and caught her shoulders. They remained tight for some time.
"Let's try to do things quietly, "she suggested.
"In what way?"
broke away before answering: "If you take care also of Emmerich, and I'm not saying I'm fine, you have to think about that."
"Bones, there is, you and our baby come first of all. "
" Not until your head is in federal prison, "the discordant tone of Booth was part shameless.
grabbed the thing, "Booth."
"Carol Miller."
"Excuse me ..."
"'s lawyer Ian Emmerich. His friend. "
" I know Wendy. "
" Yes, but this morning I went I to him. What do you think to see you tomorrow for breakfast? "
" A consultation? "
" Something like that. "Booth agreed to the twelve. First there was the meeting with Sweets. Missing three days at the preliminary hearing. And at the end of the process, something would be changed forever. With Emmerich in life, perhaps unjustly, or out and declared innocent. In any case, his life would have veered in another direction.


"But not to you." The therapist pointed out the sentence with a smile sweetly that annoyed his client.
"Are you kidding? Thus, I do not see how it could be otherwise, Sweets! "
" You say that whatever the verdict, guilt or innocence will definitely change his life, despite that plans to start a family with Dr. Brennan. "
" You get the idea. I'm an inconsistent and that is why I am here! "He looked aggressive:" You gotta help me! I want to get the man I was before. The world does not know what to make of this Booth spineless "
" Do not be hard on yourself and do what I ask her to do since we are here, just accept. Accept his inconsistency, his doubts. Accept that not everything is perfect about her. And the person who loves lo farà.”
“Quando dice la persona che mi ama intende Bones, giusto?”
“Da chi preferisce sentirsi amato?”
“Non fare questi giochetti, non mi sembra il caso!”
“Non sono giochetti. Sono costatazioni. Sa che Brennan la ama ma sente anche nitida la forza dell’amore di Emmerich, anche per questo sta lottando per lui.”
“Già, ma è proprio questo che mette a repentaglio il mio rapporto con la donna che amo.”
“Non credo. Sono certo che lei capirà” Booth lo guardò perplesso. Quest’ultima frase sembra uscita dall’amico e non dallo psicoterapeuta. Si rilassò sulla poltrona. Avevano parlato for over an hour. It was late. Carol Miller, the lawyer for Ian, was waiting for him.


The meeting with the new lawyer is not in itself revealed nothing extraordinary, except perhaps the fact that she flirts a bit 'too blatantly. Booth had to admit it was a beautiful woman. When he saw her she remembered to have already met in the study. And even on that occasion had been impressed by his charm. More sexy than beautiful, really. Close to forty than thirty, among other things, she looks great. He was so skinny shoulders to show off the bones. The thick dark hair was tied by a knot. The smile and the face of everything they had something of an artifact. The agent felt that the result of all this sensuality was the result of several surgeries even if Bones was not looking when he was with most other women. It was really inadequate confidences that Miller did it with such ease. The way she bent over him showing breathtaking cleavage. Naive to fake laughter. Not to mention dell'accavallamento Basic Instincts style legs. But she was not Sharon Stone nor Booth was Michael Douglas! For this, the end of that lunch, it was hard for him to separate from her without feeling embarrassed.
Once outside the room, Carol Miller asked without preamble: "I spoke to Wendy. She thinks it would be a good idea if it came to deporre.”
Booth restò di sasso. Era una di quelle cose che sperava non le chiedessero. “Non so, io...”
“Non si preoccupi. Abbiamo il benestare del giudice e anche il suo capo non farà obiezioni.”
“Lei crede sia una buona idea?”
“Assolutamente, Wendy farà le domande giuste. L’importante è far apparire Ian Emmerich un uomo giusto. Un bravo poliziotto, insomma qualcosa di lontano da un fuori di testa come Kelly.”
“A questo proposito: è da tempo che voglio interrogarlo. Come faccio a smuovere le acque?”
“Vorrebbe incontrare Kelly?”
“Sì.”
“È uno stolto. Not a good idea. "
" Yeah, exactly! All they are only repeating that is a fool, however, due to accusations of a fool, Ian has been accused and everyone believes is his accomplice. "Those words of genuine affection hit the very legal. Booth had been shown to keep a lot of his ward. Clumsy, had a smile.
"I'll make sure to help in this too. I am inclined to indulge his every desire, "he said with mischievous tone. He walked over to him a bit 'too much. The man remained rigid. But Carol felt the fire flared up inside him.

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Bollori





The bedroom of the home of Liam seemed to lust. Probably to the smell of incense from a little off, ol'ampio bed pillows on which were scattered in the shape of the heart. For pictures on the walls including paintings showing children a little more than teenagers in suggestive poses. William paused to watch, rapt.
"Another drink?" Proposed the landlord. He tried to stay away. The very close during the taxi ride was exhausting for her hormones. If you approached a bit 'too much she would not longer able to stand. He would pounce. Would hurt. He wanted to stay. He wanted their first time was unforgettable. Seriously.
"No thanks, I will not leave tonight." He smiled. "These paintings are really beautiful, who made them?"
"Believe it or not, Liam was young."
"They're yours?" The guest was surprised. But how many gifts he had forty years of this guy? There was a good bet that before dawn would have uncovered at least another dozen!
"Once I had the ball art. I like to paint. Still sketch something when I have time to lose. "
" That's great. I have always been denied. "
" Everyone has his talents. "Dare to approach. The lips of William for too long Kiss me were shouting. And now he was standing in front of those discrete obscenities. His body seemed to ask for more. Other than to be loved.
"Liam" whispered the man pigiarono when the fingers on his cheek.
"You're a dream Will." Without haste licked the faces. Moments and the lips were found.
A kiss.
Two kisses.
Three ... four. Their mouths parted. Languages \u200b\u200bmeet, clash, so the teeth. And Liam's arms surrounded her life.
William was naturally bent his head and let go on the mighty shoulders. Welcoming the impetuosity of that kiss, the passion. The total embrace. Accept his angel. Already, the His angel. He stopped suddenly.
"You were there that night."
"What night?"
"At a charity party. Hermitage, remember? "
" Yes, I remember that party. It is there that I first saw "and then other little things have happened. He thought. Although the discovery of the betrayal of Jake seemed light years at the time.
William smiled like a fool.
"What?"
"I have known you that night."
"What do you mean? I could not introduce myself. "
" Yes, Liam, I have heard. Although I did not know how I've heard that you were near me. Liam you are my angel. "He reveals. The other did not understand. But a sudden recollection struck him. Hot spots also called it Angel! But the approach of William made him desist from continuing to talk. There were already swollen lips with kisses. There was the body to reveal. There was tension from smooth. The bed
exerted on both incredible attraction. And soon, there are pour. William
squatted down between the cushions. The other paused to watch.
"Now you undress. But you're ready to call the nine-one-one. I do not know if my heart will hold a lot of grace. "
" Stop, "she smiled another.
Full of desire, Liam began to unbutton his shirt. Under the skin was warm, white, smooth.
"You're perfect. You are a beautiful, perfect. Enchanting, charming guy. "William blushed while his pants were undone. The boxer went down with them. Once he was completely naked, the landlord looked at him.
"You are a fairy tale. A delight for the eyes, a pain to my heart. Never seen so much beauty, my little one "did not give him a chance to reply. Stooped to kiss him. William received him warmly. The excitement was becoming more pressing.
"Now you stripped" suggested another.
"I agree, these jeans are very tight now."
"So let me give you a hand." Liam took off his shirt. The scent of bath oils spread throughout the room.
"You know it's good."
"I've been to a spa for a massage."
"I love massages."
"I note." As he finished his sentence William snapped the jeans. The erection shot up focusing on him as a gun leveled. There was no underwear to divide the tissue from the skin.
"Oh my god" and let slip the blonde. Do not believe his eyes.
Forse è un sogno. Oppure mi sto facendo una sega. Pensò. William era incredulo. Totalmente incredulo. Nemmeno nelle sue fantasie più audaci avrebbe immaginato che Liam-Angel, fosse così dotato.
Lo fissò per qualche attimo basito.
“Che c’è?”
“Sono senza parole.”
“Perché?”
“È è... è favoloso.” Liam sorrise fiero. Dopo tutto non gli dispiaceva essere superdotato soprattutto quando trovava chi lo apprezzava con tanto genuino entusiasmo.
William stava letteralmente sbavando. Il pene turgido di Liam era persino troppo.
Troppo largo.
Troppo lungo.
Troppo venoso.
Troppo scuro.
Troppo bello.
“Dio, questo è il fallo dei miei sogni adolescenziali!” arrossì per quello che aveva appena ammesso.“Ora non penserai che...”
“Amo la spontaneità.”
“Ok. Allora non è un problema se ti dico che avresti ragione se mi ritenessi uno di quei gay a cui piace da impazzire...”
“Il cazzo? Mi preoccuperebbe il contrario.”
“D’ora in avanti mi guarderai come una baldracca?”
Liam sorrise. “La baldracca più deliziosa del mondo.”
“Meno male.”
William smise di preoccuparsi di apparire poco serio. Doveva toccare, baciare, succhiare l’uccello di Liam, Now!
"Now I make you a blowjob and then we make love."
"I think a good program," Liam's voice betrayed a thrill. And then, finally, the mouth of William relies on the most sensitive spot of her body. The lips chose the center. Went up the shaft towards the insertion giving kisses and light terminals. They returned to the tip.
chose not to suck but kissed inflaming the beneficiary.
"Suck it now."
"Absolutely," and so he did. William began to pump. He was ecstatic. Since a sex filled his mouth so well?.
Liam walked up and down the sides of the head swinging and seized the golden locks. The hoarse groans and gasps and backwash, echoed in the great room.
"You are very good but that's enough. I will not be so "with gentleness and Liam dodged the decision at the same time. Picked him up to move it. Did not weigh much. Put it in the middle of the bed. He put a pillow under your buttocks.
"Spread your legs, before I start watching you."
"Ok" Will naturally obeyed. Divergence good legs showing her most secret. Liam sighed. It is lovely there too, he thought. His gap was like the mouth of a flower. The meat around the entrance was a little 'darker. This betrayed the propensity to use them. William did not deny. He loved to be taken by men. Suck and fuck off were his favorite sexual activities.
"You have a beautiful ass."
"You make me blush again?"
"Maybe, you're so exciting when you blush" Liam told him, smiling. But his eyes were blinded by lust. He stroked the object of desire. As driven by an innate instinct, the person leaned forward and sighed. The middle finger of light formed circles around the hole in exasperation.
"You're bad if you do that."
"I'm sorry but you look lovely. Show your magnificent slot so ardently desire my attentions. Voice seems to speak to me despite not having "William wanted to say: 'you are crying soddisfami, fill me, what are you waiting?!' but remained silent. Waiting with painful pleasure.
"The muscle around your primary sex organ is swollen and well trained. This means two things. The first is that you are used to make you love it. The second is that Trai an enormous pleasure. So much so that your body has grown more in this area. "
" Verissimo, Liam, why not take it anymore. Nature has given you the gift of a device ready to develop this even more muscle, use it! "Pleaded stroking between her legs. Suddenly, Liam recognized hands and, above all, the ass Hot spot. Oh God, I can not believe it is the wanker who had sex with virtual, I'm sure! Gasped and property.
"What is it, my dear? Why are you standing stock-still? Come between my legs. We make love, come on. "Spurs. She reached out to grab the sex. Was disappointed when he noticed that he had lost much of its force. It was always a very large penis but Moscow.
"Did you pass the desire?"
"No, that is ... I am a bit 'agitated. If you must first let's talk about '? "
" Talking? "Will did not understand. They were one step away from joining for the first time, and would have been great, he knew, and Liam wanted to talk?
"Ok, let's talk ... but after you let me committed to all returns as before. I refer to your magnificent erection ... "
" Of course small, do not ask for better. "
" Tell me everything. "
" Yes, here. I wonder if ... In short: do virtual sex? "
William looked at him aghast," Why that question? "
" I insist: I do not find anything wrong, just ... answer. "Will was on tenterhooks. How did you know? He had seen him on cam and now he was recognized? That would be so embarrassed! Although there were no separate Victim many other men with whom he had chatted more than once.
"It has happened, especially after breaking up with my boyfriend. Yes, I have virtual sex, I did indeed ... Why do you ask? ".
"I believe I recognized. When you caressed between her thighs. I recognized your beautiful ass and your beautiful fingers. Six Hot spot, right? "
" Yes I am. "William was terrified. But who was Spancer Liam? Who knew of his double life?

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Borderline (Part One and Part Two)






Jan and Miguel are doing a stakeout in a car ...
"Jan this one here is making me break out ..."
"Stop Miguel, you know it makes no sense ... we can not even think about women on which we investigate and we drool over you?"
"Yes, but this is so ...!"
"I admit, is a beautiful girl. But calm down for good. Is it possible that you can not think of anything else?"
"How do I? Watch Jan, look like crosses her legs, did you see that leg?" Miguel putting his hand on the thigh of his colleague.
"You want to keep going throughout the evening Miguel?"
"No, but it is a goddess. Maybe because I have a penchant for exotic beauty"
"You have a weakness for any kind of woman! Blondes, brunettes, red. Since you I know you came out with any kind of female that exists on the face of the earth! "
" But going too far now. By Ina did not go out ... "
" Yeah, because strangely unable to conceive that a colleague would not be ethical ... "
" Ethics! What a big word. Then the two of us? "
" We do two things? "Inquiring look of Jan.
" Well we are more than colleagues, we are friends. "
" And who discusses the friendship? Ina and I are also friends. "
" It is not the same thing, "Miguel gulps down a bit 'of water from the bottle.
" What do you mean? "
" Between you and Ina is no friendship in the true sense of the word. No have you ever further. "
" With you so? " face the ironic Jan.
Miguel glares.
"Jan, I'm important to you, as you are to me. You can not put on the same level of Ina! "
" Well ... I did not think so ... I saw the "
The argument seems to be closed, but Miguel is darkened.
"Why did you put a grudge now? You do not do any more appreciation on the legs and breasts of Moreno? "
" I was offended. "
" I see it, your lower lip protrudes three quarters. Benny even put a little pout like that. "
" Ugh, Jan. It's not fair that you play with my feelings! "
" Seriously or are you serious? "
"Do I look like someone who jokes?"
"Not at all."
"Exactly."
"ear, maybe you recover!"
"Arrivaci alone."
"No Miguel, you just tell me what ails you why. .. "
" It upsets you to see me only as a colleague and not as another ... as a friend! "
Jan shelling her big blue eyes and curious looks Miguel air. In particular, fixed her lips ...
"You know it is not so ..." the voice becomes lower.
"I thought so too, but from what I've confessed before .."
"Come on, I grabbed around. You're such a sucker! Of course you're more important than Ina. From one point of view ... "stops.
"Continued ... What did you mean ... "
" Well I meant that from a certain point of view you are the most important person for me after Benny. The person closest to me. "
Miguel's eyes change color or nearly so. The complexion of the face becomes turned on and all the interest will catapult on Jan.
"Really, my querido? Are important to you, so much? "
" Of course Miguel, why are you surprised? "
Miguel is silent for a few seconds. Then he looks at his colleague again.
"Jan, I want to tell you ... this makes me happy. "
" Well ... "
" Thanks ... "
few seconds of silence.
"Can I hug you now?" Asked Miguel.
"Yes, but do not overdo it because I remember that we are on duty." Miguel's is thrown over him by smashing the wheel.
"If I hold you like you're hurting me!" Jan tries to wriggle out but then surrendered to the impulse of warm affection. The phone rings.
come off. Jan looks at the phone:
"Cabbage is Haio ... Ready
"What the hell is going on?"
"What do you mean?"
"The Moreno has evaded a roadblock! What were you doing you two? "
Jan and Miguel look guilty and desolate air.
And they say in unison: "We been taken away!"
(more. ..)


Bollori Part Two


Miguel Jan proposes a day at the pool. It is hot and the sun shines high in the sky. The Hispanic
do know that sports is full of beautiful girls ever.
"I had no doubts, Miguel ..."
"Believe me Jan, an stuff you in your life, man, you've never seen!" Confides while hurtling at high speed on a main street in Leipzig.
Once parked in the building and go in the locker room.
strutting Miguel boasts a buff.
"What do you think?" Jan
the other team. "No, Miguel, that costume is outrageous! Not good. "
" You say you see a bit '... too much? "
" Of course, this is a city pool. We're not in Copacabana. "Jan is done thoughtfully," I have an idea, get this. "From the bag he pulls out a white dress with a blue stripe on the surfer. Simple, nice, tidy.
"That's fine."
Miguel accepts the advice of the colleague, but, while dressing, something is wrong.
"Jan, I have a problem."
"What's going on."
"I must be close. I can not connect it! "
" But as you can. You are thinner than me. We are close to life? "
" No. "
" next? "
" Neither. "
" Miguel ... I do not understand ... "The door of the locker room opens. Miguel is embarrassed glance at the 'problem'.
"Wow ... now I understand why running out. "
" I do not know why but I'm so ... it's really embarrassing! "
" And I believe it. "Jan quips:" I would give you a hand but I do not know what to do ... "
" Jan, stop teasing me. I swear that I did not explain. Maybe it is the idea of \u200b\u200ball those girls out there half-naked "
" likely to be for that. "
" So, how do I? "
" You have tried to have distressing thoughts?
"Of course you do! It's the first thing I did. "
" So I do not know what to say ... "Silence falls between the two.
"Jan. .."
"What?"
"Leave me alone, that is, you go forward. I ... I have to stay alone. "
" I understand "with a mischievous grin Jan departs from him.


Jan is lying on his back. Mirrored sunglasses and tan. Le donne più carine se lo mangiano con gli occhi.
Finalmente vede scorgere Miguel. Il costume che gli ha prestato gli sta un incanto.
“Era ora. Tutto bene?”
“Sì, tutto bene. Ci ho messo molto perché, beh, devo precisare: non sono più tanto abituato.” Jan ride di gusto e poi gli fa segno di sdraiarsi al lettino accanto a lui.
“Ti ho preso il posto, hai visto che bravo sono stato.”
“Ti ho portato nel paradiso della gnocca e ci mancherebbe che non sei grato al tuo amico.”
“Già. Talmente grato che ho detto che era occupato almeno a sei ragazze.”
“Per la miseria. Il fascino nordico e il fascino latino confluiscono per the total conquest of the female race. "
While lying down, however, Miguel once felt uncomfortable.
"Jan. .."
"What is it now?"
"By merging with ..." "..."

"My blood is flowing back towards the lower parts."
"Di New? But you're sick? "
A young brunette curves bursting is close to two policemen.
"Can I ask you something?" Leans provocatively in front of Miguel.
"Sure," replies gallant Jan.
"My friends and I were wondering if you are two players, or at least if you're famous." Jan e Miguel si guardano divertiti anche se il moro è ancora visibilmente turbato.
“Diciamo che preferiamo non dirlo” ribatte nonostante tutto. La sua posizione è strategicamente distesa e rigorosamente a pancia in sotto.
“Ah, capisco...” delusa si allontana.
“Hai visto che carina Miguel?”
“Sì che ho visto... è peggio del previsto.”
“Perché?”
“Perché mi fa male Jan. Ma che lo devo spiegare ad un uomo come ci si sente?”
Jan ironizza facendo gli occhi da cucciolo: “Poverino... fa tanto male?”
“Finiscila...”
“Quanto male?” gli accarezza the arm with a finger in a sensual.
"No, Jan, do not. So kill me. "
" Come on, a caress from a colleague you do this effect? It is at least curious. "
" Although much less than that. "Jan really wants to have fun behind Miguel. And, speaking from behind ...
"You did not put the protection."
"So what?" He says caustically.
"So it's dangerous. Ever heard of the ozone hole? "
" Jan. .. "German thoroughbred purse takes from a bottle of cream. The spreads evenly over the back of his friend.
"Jan, I swear I'll pay for this ..."
"Why? Because I'm nice to you I say that? "
" Thou shalt not be so nice to me ... at least not right now, "laughed the other rests on his bed clinging to her side.
Miguel tries to relax even if the hormones do not give him respite.
"You're good. Where did you learn? "
" I also have many other talents, you know ... "
" Damn you. just want to make me break out? "
" No come on ... "and then adds mischievously:" I would do if I want to make you break out the other ... "
" I do not know what. "Jan's hands move from your shoulders to hips. Plan date before falling on the jumpsuit.
"I could touch her nipples."
"NO! No Jan, you know that your nipples are my weak point. If you do force me to jump into the pool at least "
" Not a wink? "
" Jan finish it ... you know what's going on? "
" Are you suffering? "
" Your custom ... "Jan
you seriously. "What has my costume?"
"Well let's say ... Miguel has the cat to mark territory. "
" I mean would you say that ... "
Miguel turns his head, smiling. "At this point I just have andarmi to swim ..."
“Mio dio, non vorrai...” Miguel si alza. Da un leggero schiaffo all’amico.
“Ma ci hai creduto? Sei proprio ingenuo.”
“Cretino.”
“Cretino tu a provocarmi in quel modo. Ma te l’ho promesso, te la faccio pagare...”
“Come no...”
“Vedremo...”

(continua)....

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Borderline Chapter 18




Capitolo 18


Liam Spancer era, ufficiosamente, di nuovo innamorato. Non che Jake, il bel giovane con il quale era stato insieme per quasi tredici anni fosse finito nel dimenticatoio, è ovvio. Ma qualcosa era cambiato. La mattina seguente l’appuntamento non aveva fatto altro che zampettare e canticchiare note stonate di canzoni della sua infanzia. Belinda, la sua segretaria personale, aveva mangiato la foglia.
“Hai esteso il tuo sguardo su chiappe nuove, giusto?” l’espressione gongolante del suo superiore tradiva lo stato di grazia.
“Scommetto che è un bocconcino coi fiocchi.”
“Indovinato.” A Liam non piaceva parlare con tutti dei suoi affari ma Belinda valeva un’eccezione!
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Sicuramente sarà arrabbiato con me per il bidone che gli ho tirato . He thought. Despite everything, a bit 'was missing. He missed especially his erotic adventures. Find someone just as good at putting on games and vegetables in the back would not be easy! But it was his damn conductor to think about, and better perspective of the evening there was none.


William placid he was engrossed in front of the desk. The PC is off. The sparititi scattered around the approximate. He was thoughtful. The evening with Heath had upset a lot '. He missed a lot of his former among others, have found it so fit did not improve things. Christ looks even sexier than before. He thought that night. He decided that had to get rid of brooding. In a few hours would see Liam. He smiled with delight. The man liked to die. She wanted him, and it was not a sexual curiosity, of a vent as it was with his latest prey, and in some cases, executioners. Liam had to give him all that Heath had taken off. The latter returned from his new boy that was late but its late.
"Honey it's almost three in the morning, what happened?" He asked seeing him.
They looked intently. William Heath revealed that he had reviewed and having spoken at length.
"I bet there escaped a kiss or something else, true love?" He grinned, coming up to that in the meantime had been stripped.
"I do not want to be evil but we are not all like you and Liam."
"Okay, I deserve it, a zero for you. I mean nothing, absolutely nothing? "
" So much nostalgia, so he wished to keep. No, baby, I have not had sex I did not even kissed, but I can not say that I have desired it immensely. "He admitted a bit sheepish '. William was always so attractive. And making love was so obvious. Maybe too obvious.
"I would not have thrown out of the house if I did. If I had had sex with him. "
" It was love not sex. "Jake smiled happily. Her man had resisted the temptation to make love to his beloved and adorable ex. Was entitled to someone so perfect? No, maybe it was just too much for him.
"Heath, I swear I am happy that I do not want you to feel bad for you to stay away from Will."
"do not stay away from him, we decided groped a truce. Then, among other things, I think he has a crush or something. "
" Did he tell him? "
" No, not really told me anything. But I guessed. "
Jake kissed her shoulder. "My beautiful boy law and in the outlook. How about if we now put to sleep? Tomorrow I'm full of planned cesarean "
Heath went to the very mouth of him:" He will be born many brats my love? "
" Yes "They kissed tenderly and then falling asleep embracing each other.


nervous Liam spent the last hours that separated him from another, the second appointment with William. He made a half-hour tapiroulant. A long shower. Responded to several emails work. Convened a special meeting in the afternoon and participated in a videoconference with Taiwan. At seven in the evening he was still in perfect shape.
To avoid the sudden arrival of Jake, excited as he was not going to make it not to yield to his provocations, went out to go to the spa where she worked Jing. Once arrived at the reception he discovered that his masseuse had trusted workers. In its place, a Thai low stature took him into his cabin. Liam was immediately welcomed by the essences and incense which was spreading in the air. He undressed. He placed neatly pants, shirt and jacket nell'apposti wardrobe. The boxer shorts, socks and shoes ended up in a box placed in the bottom drawer. With around a simple white towel that barely covers the jewels he went to bed. The new masseuse showed up.
"My name is Tania. I know that Jing knows all his chakra. Unfortunately I may be confined to a relaxing massage but I assure you it will be the best of his life. "Liam smiled grateful. He sensed that the Asian was not just Asian. Dark eyes and full lips suggest a mixture of races. She also had her breasts high and firm. Recently it was noted that a particular. In particular, the parquet of that spa masseuses wearing only a tight minidress that left in plain sight every turn.
The massage began. Small hands and feet occupied before relaxing in one of the calves so sublime.
"You're really good."
"I told you so. I'm not conceited. We know how to do just "revealed in a confidential tone. After her legs went directly alla testa. Le dita massaggiarono tra i capelli come se volessero carezzare le meningi. Si abbassò su di lui. Liam aprì gli occhi. La vista delle tette a distanza ravvicinata gli procurò un erezione. Fatto di poco conto in una qualsiasi altra occasione, ma quando si ha un telo microscopico la cosa cambia!
Tania se ne avvide, ridacchiò soddisfatta.
“A questo punto passerei un po’ di crema rigenerante per il viso.”
“Come vuoi” rispose il cliente indeciso tra l’abbandonarsi al piacere o cercare di trattenersi. Provò con i pensieri angosciosi. Di solito gli bastava pensare alla morte dei proprio genitori. Non servì. Il sesso continuava a spingere il triangolino di stoffa verso l’altro. She resolved the issue within minutes of regeneration. He opted for the shoulders. Eventually the mind and body to relax. And during a short sleep, he was free to dream its conductor.
Outside spa Liam noticed to be late. It was nearly eight. Theoretically, had to return home, rebuild a shower, get dressed and run to the Rockefeller Center. He decided he might as well go in jeans. William would have noticed the smell of cream ginseng and tangerine? You would be shocked by the casual look? He did not know, but could not be late. He could not conceive of his pretty little William puffing nervously watching the clock. As a result he came to first.
When she saw him get off the taxi, his heart gave a thump. He came to the gorge was not even a ball of a pinball machine! is adorable, just adorable. He noted that under the dark trousers had two good legs firm. He chose to put the shirt in blue and white striped pants. No jacket. The smile widened on his face seeing him.
"Hello." I looked from head to toe.
"Sorry to be so, but come ..."
"You're kidding, you're a crash." Admitted William. He wondered now if it was a bit 'too far as a compliment.
"If there is anyone here that this is a crash six you "and he said his blue eyes peering directly.
Then Will's doubts disappeared. That something so sensual and direct him excited. The urge to jump on him and give him a kiss was so breathtaking, but he restrained himself. He would not seem hungry. A hungry for love. Yet the night before had seen her ex. It was nice, but now there was Liam who seemed the answer to all their hidden desires. Before Heath there were so many men, including a woman, but had little. Before Heath had dreamed of such a man. Tall, muscular, well-placed. From the magnificent smile, his voice husky, sexy, manly ways. And maybe a bird so big as to be almost unwieldy. He thought maliciously. This did not yet know. But it was lawful to hope to find out as soon as possible. I would do that evening? Will had no idea, but, otherwise, would have to wait for his return from Italy.
Sitting in the most secluded of the Dinner's, a classy but not pretentious, with a drink talking about the future.
"And so the day after the parties."
"Yeah."
"I'm happy for you ..."
"But," asked William boldly staring intently with his eyes clear.
"But of course I would like me to stay. I would not interrupt our sequence of releases. "
" There would still be tomorrow night. "
" I thought you were busy with strategic bags and everything else. "
" This is true, inter alia, the flight is at eight-thirty. I will have to be already at the airport an hour before. "
" You are no longer engaged, right Will? "Asked point-blank. I needed to know. If there was to fight with another to get his heart was just the time to sharpen the knives.
"Well ..." she blushed a little looking at his glass. "No. He left me a few months ago. "
" I've been let go for some time. "
" Ah, think a bit '"Will was silent, it seemed wanted to find the right words to explain what he felt: "I suffered a lot but now I'm out."
"For me it is the same. Only it seems incredible that a man of your charm is on the square. "
" Just what I had in mind. And if I can: how long you were off the streets? "
Liam smiled as beautiful as a soap actor and more. "We were together for nearly thirteen years."
"Fuck" the cry of colorful Will revealed his surprise. "A story with all the trappings."
"Yes, there is still some chemistry in fact." Will became serious, was a sore spot. But it was just be honest riguardo l’argomento.
“Anche nel mio caso, il fuoco arde ancora.”
“Ah....”
“Se proprio devo dirla tutta, ieri sera mi è venuto a trovare e... c’è desiderio reciproco, ma non è successo niente.”
“Capisco.”
“Sei deluso?”
“Perché dovrei. Io non sono per te...”
“Sei molto importante per me Liam” s’intromise Will con dolcezza, coraggio e determinazione.
“No, non lo sono ancora, ma ti assicuro che sto facendo di tutto per diventarlo.” William deglutì per l’eccitazione e la felicità. Quelle parole facevano un effetto pazzesco. Da sotto il tavolino il magnate d’industria trovò la mano. Era morbida calda e setosa. La strinse.
“Mi piaci da impazzire William Mc cartery. Sappi che d’ora in avanti farti felice sarà la mia ragione di vita.”
“Ne sono onorato, caro Liam. E sappi che per me è lo stesso.”
“Tu lo stai già facendo.”
“Voglio fare di più.” Non c’era malizia nella sua voce ma dal modo in cui si era passato la lingua sulle labbra...
“Chiedo il conto?”
“Mi sembra una magnifica idea.”

Tight Swollen Feet Causes

ongi single breath, Chapter 14






Temperance gli aveva chiesto, senza mezzi terms of talking about him and Emmerich. Booth did not deny the feeling of trying to convict. And after a silence that usually heralded battle, Booth said: "It's a difficult period for me ... and reduced it in that bed like that hurt me. But I need you if I want to get through this "revealed to her stroking her cheek.
"You know I do not believe in his innocence, and you filled me with attention and love despite being among those who have it nailed. I'm confused. "
" I do not have nailed you, were the evidence. "
" Then why do you think is innocent? "
" Because I know, Bones. After thinking above, I am sure that would never be able to do things he is accused. "
" There are a thousand things that would be able to do that man you do not jump to the head. Apart from those of you who did not want to know. "
" Stop. "
" Yes, I finish because I do not want to ruin this atmosphere. In any case, I remind you that you have hidden to have a friend like Kelly. "
" I said a lot of other things, but Ian is not the type who likes to blurt out everything. "
" Yeah, he is focusing on the factor mystery. "
" Bones, just please, "she followed his gaze. Reigned for a moment silence. Then both were overwhelmed with new emotions. Hormonal and carnal as the woman concerned. More rational approach to Booth. He needed her, but mostly what she needed was to find the right balance. Review Ian, particularly reduced in that way, he shook a lot. And now, she looked at him with desire. But they were not fighting?
"Bones, what are you doing?" He asked when approached so much, so too .
"Find your lips, do not you understand?" And found it.
busy kissing with his mouth, slid up to the bedroom.
"What we are doing, Bones?"
"We dando libero sfogo ai feromoni” rispose tra uno schiocco e l’altro.
“È sano? Non dovremmo dar retta al cervello?”
“Per le donne, l'intero processo sessuale inizia nel cervello, che in poche parole è l'organo sessuale più importante...”
Maglietta di Booth gettata in terra...
“L'ipotalamo secerne gli ormoni in risposta a questi stimoli. Mentre il sistema nervoso trasmette gli impulsi alla zona pelvica rendendola più sensibile e inducendo le ghiandole surrenali a secernere l'adrenalina, che fa aumentare il battito cardiaco e la respirazione al fine di assumere più ossigeno...”
Jeans slacciati.
“Dando così il via alla produzione of sex hormones. The brain releases endorphins to get ... "
" You're talking too much "was interrupted by warm and virile voice. At that point he was completely naked.
"Nice ... get the pleasure, yes, "he concluded looking at him with desire in a breathless voice. Then it was he who wanted her as any woman would be taken at least once in their lifetime. Brutally and gently. In an instant, grabbed making the climb on his body. Promptly, she claws her legs moaning a little life '. He found himself pouring on the bed. His pants ended up over the little foot.
"Hurry, please," pleaded. It was not his custom to pray, even if sexually was quite exciting and not at all unseemly. And Booth had no reason to wait. Not to please her. And the contented long. Among the other an orgasm for at least two hours.


Usually Wendy was to report to his client, Ian Emmerich, detention pending trial, on which hung the most outrageous accusations. Usually
.
The next morning at discharge from the clinic, however, was the same Carol Miller to reach the federal prison to talk to the inmate.
The process would begin within days. We prepared a legal battle tricky because there was to be expected, Booth would have done everything to prove the non-involvement facts of his pupil in difficulties. Just what I was afraid Carol.
designer clothes from head to foot, walked into the room talks as if through a fashion show catwalk. So many to leave their eyes on the soft curves of her hips. Well exposed on the neckline. The slender and toned legs.
"Fuck that piece of pussy, that made me come hard" felt chatter between the guards. The shouting became uninterrupted. At least until the iron door was flung open by placing Carol Miller in front of his client.
"Welcome to hell, lady lawyer," he winked.
"But good, I see that you do not have the shelter removed good mood. "
" The shelter has regenerated me, rather. I finally got to sleep in a normal bed, and no one has come to put something up your ass "contemptuous chatter. Then she took off her black leather gloves. Put them on the table. She looked at him from behind thick sunglasses.
"There is nothing to do Edward, you're still the same asshole ever."
"Instead of saying shit because they do not do your job and I take me out of here?"
"To run into the arms of Your dear little friend 'special agent'? I thought we thought him. In this regard, I know you're experiencing. What you said? "
“Non sono affari tuoi” Ian non aveva voglia di parlare con lei. Un tempo Carol, quando non si chiamava Carol quantomeno, gli piaceva. Ora la trovava irritante.
“Sai, avevo intenzione di chiedergli di andare alla sbarra. Che ne dici?”
“Che non è una buona idea” affermò lanciandole uno sguardo di sfida. A quel punto la donna si tolse gli occhiali.
“Ma non mi dire! Ci tiene tanto a te. Però, effettivamente, pensa che figura farebbe quando il pubblico ministero chiederà: ‘e mi dica, signor Booth, da quando andava avanti la relazione sessuale con il complice del killer della centrifuga?’”
“Finiscila!”
“E chi era the two would pick up the soap? Everyone will want to know. Jurors have the right to know even more gory details. "
" I can break you, you know "to Emmerich was missing a handful of seconds to pass the table, take the hair and slam it into the ground.
"Yeah, break and slip in a washing machine for human remains? I bet you were doing the female. Seeley Booth is so manly. Do you miss? "
" I will not give to his provocations, Miss Bower. "
hated being called by his real name, and immediately changed his look of the woman. The irony was gone.
"Walk in here. If you do not give you an injection lethal rot here. Sure. And also take off your pseudo-boyfriend from the mind ... "he stopped to grin full of mystery.
"You have to leave out of your dirty trade"
"And why? It's so sexy. Want to get the exclusive? The only person Essert fun with him between the sheets? I know some tricks that Mr. Booth would not be able to say even with the thought. "
" He's not like you. "
" Yeah, but you're not like him and, above all, are not like me. "His gaze became dark. "Easy life of those born beautiful. True, Edward? Do you remember when we were kids? And you found out you da quell’inferno perché avevi gli occhi azzurri e i capelli biondi?” fissò il suo assistito piena di rabbia. Proseguì l’arringa: “Tu non sai niente di quello che provano le persone brutte. Le persone grasse. Chi non ha mai potuto contare sull’aspetto fisico.”
“A me sembra che tu punti molto sull’aspetto fisico, ora” ribatté scrutandola con circospezione.
“Tu continui a trovarmi brutta, però. Tu continui a guardarmi e vedi sempre la bambina che ero, grassoccia, con il naso storto e i capelli intrattabili. Tu vedi Bower. Io non sono più Bower!”
“Me ne frego” in realtà nello sfogo della donna, il Profiler cominciava find interesting ideas.
"I know that you care. For this I am happy to make you pay. And tell me how to have a good mother who takes care of you. Calling you my baby. That gives you a kiss goodnight before going to bed. I stayed with Mandy five years after you're caught. "
" But I ... "
" Five years, Edward. Another five years of torture, shit. Of unspeakable punishments. While you will you enjoyed your mommy and your daddy with the wagon, the Labrador and other bullshit! "
How did he know everything? The former FBI agent was impressed. He had to get rid of that lawyer. Now! But how?

ｔｊｇｈｔｓ

Every single breath double bet






Temperance was really happy to have Angela as a trusted friend. After the accused
unwell, had spent much of the morning at the bar. The anthropologist had confided in her. She even cried. Sure, the hormones of pregnancy contributed to her emotions but it was not the only cause.
was also the awareness of having experienced a paranormal event.
"Do you understand? What seemed like a stupid dream is proving much more. If at least we knew the identity of the man! "
" Trust me baby, we'll make it. This thing will go even to the feds and Booth will give us a big hand. "
" Booth has taken the issue too Emmerich. Temperance frowned as if thinking the plucked unprepared. "This morning's meeting!"
"Christ, poor, it will be really painful!"
"Exactly. And after a time so sad, here I come with my ghosts. "
" He will believe you because they conceived the idea of \u200b\u200bangels. Yes, I am sure that this is the one. Of an angel. "He squeezed her hand.
Brennan looked at her with suspicion, a look that meant something like, 'I really believe that the drink silly angel?'.
The same Montenegro, however, is not aimed to be believed. Temperance If she started to seriously talk of spirits and celestial beings then, yes, his confidence would waver at once. In those last six months he had learned that a man with strong instincts and really heterosexual masculinity could love and be loved by a man as manly. Her best friend was pregnant and found that I could intercede with the spirits. All we need is the Hodgins proposed to marry and settle in the villa of his rich and live a free ride from his father, and the picture would be complete!

Collehn Wendy was always more fascinated by Booth.
What started as a mere physical attraction and curiosity sex was becoming cooked off!
The watch was two seconds enough to begin to melt in romantic thoughts, tinged with eroticism. Rationally
knew it was not possible. Among other things were not taken at all, empathy, and that he regretted.
By Ian had been different. He treated her with respect and sympathy. After all it was her lifeline. The only lifeline to the outside world.
arrival at the clinic.
"You should not feel anxious. Ian has a hard rind, this should know that. "
" I know, but it is just that ... "
" And what then? "
Booth regretted having given the go to that dialogue. That revelation was totally inappropriate. He shut himself up like a clam, until they came to the emergency room. Ian
Emmerich was lying in a bed provisional. It was not hospitalized.
Two officers of the guard watched her eventual escape.
Booth and Wendy were brought to her bedside. Looked at him full of pain.
The agent gulped. He could not even recognize it, ed'altronde was covered to the neck.
"Maybe it's better than waiting outside," said the young woman.
Booth made a vague gesture with his head. He walked to the stretcher and leaned his head toward Ian.
looked so helpless! The Opposite of blood-thirsty criminal they were talking about the news.
see him so he's come to mind the previous hospitalization.
But that's another story. There was no fake panic attack. This time there were all the traces of the illness.
had lost weight a lot. The facial bones were protruding so clearly a diet low in everything.
"Ian, can you hear me?" He whispered. Receiving no response
tapping. He shivered when the fingertips made contact with my cheek. It was hot.
A touch, the patient moves through the covers.
"I'm so cold," he said, shuddering.
"I know. You have an infection. And the fever ... scotti bad. "
Solo a quel punto Ian riconobbe la presenza dell’uomo che amava.
Spalancò gli occhi.
“Booth, sei tu? Non lo sto sognando, vero? Che ci fai qui?”
“No, non lo stai sognando”. Booth provò a sorridere. Era emozionato. Non aveva considerato di sentirsi così. Voleva abbracciarlo ma si trattenne.
La consapevolezza di desiderarlo tanto lo sconvolgeva.
“Sai almeno dove sei?”, chiese, sporgendosi sopra di lui ancora di più.
Sapeva di alcol etilico e sudore.
“Non proprio.”
“Al pronto soccorso. Dicono che ti sei beccato un’infezione.”
“Come no...”, rispose sarcastico.
Booth intuì subito che c’era qualcosa che non andava e decise che avrebbe appurato in seguito.
“Che sta succedendo?”, chiese con aria preoccupata.
“Booth, tu chiedi a me cosa sta succedendo?”
Quanti significati in una frase sola!
Anche se la voce era bassa e poco incisiva.
Anche se era ridotto pelle e ossa.
Anche se era tutto raggomitolato sotto le coperte e non sembrava lo stesso uomo con il quale era stato insieme.
Malgrado tutto questo Booth riconobbe il suo dannato Profiler!
E la nostalgia per quello che erano stati e per quello che avrebbero potuto essere abbatté tutte le sue forze.
Lo abbracciò.
Ian si sentì strano. Gli it seemed that someone will not spoil for years. And the last that he had done with so much love, it was really him.
"I would not be here, Booth. I would not have you never left, he gave up, his mouth near his ear.
"Me too. But I wish above all that I got back with me and by Parker. Culpeper, "he said.
Ian kissed his cheek.
"I swear that I do not think of anything else. There is no day, hour, minute, damn that you do not think this. " He sighed bitterly continuing. "I wish I could turn back the hands of time and at first to wake up that morning. When I was next to you ...". As he spoke he clung still closer to him. Perhaps it would have been saved. Perhaps Booth would have taken away and would take care of him. It was good to indulge in these fantasies.
"We do not talk about that now. When You better tell me about everything. What I want to know now is because you are in hospital. Did someone hurt you? "
" And if it is? Not what I deserve? Not everyone thinks that I am the killer of the centrifuge or his helper? "
" You do not need the sarcasm now. Tell me how things are. If I can help ... "
" The only thing that would help me, a stallion, you know that you believe in me. In my innocence. "
" I'm actually struggling to convince me otherwise. Perhaps accepted for who you are also able to accept the fact that you are locked in a federal prison instead ...". He paused.
"Instead of your arms? Did you mean this? "Asked Ian.
probably was, but the embarrassment was complete.
Among other things, they were not even alone. One of the two guards remained inside to ensure that not combine anything abnormal. And he looked disgusted.
"Booth, I'm sorry," whispered Ian, as suddenly seized with a fit of guilt.
"What do you mean by 'sorry'?"
"As far as I'm passing ... I ... I did not want. "
" Ian, please, try to explain what happened ... the reason for which you have been caught, "Booth said, lowering his voice a lot.
"I did not kill that woman. I knew nothing of the trades Kelly. "
" But on your uniform hospital is his DNA! "
" It makes no sense, "said Ian, becoming thoughtful.
"So what?"
"Booth does not make sense, everything is meaningless. You know me, you think that killing poor mothers? "
" The prosecutor has enough evidence to convict both. So no matter what I think I, unfortunately. "
" But for me to have it all right! If you believe me ... if you believe me ...", stumbled in his words. She looked at him straight in the eye: "Do you believe in my innocence, Booth? You tell me. "
was a fatal question, which made it clear that, beyond all that was the most important issue for him.
"Can intuitive as you are you have not understood? If I really accepted your guilt, I would not be here, "Booth admitted, shaking his hand sweaty and hot.
"Thank you, it is very important to me."
Ian was happy. She mentioned a vague smile.
Booth stared for a moment the hand was shaking. Now gaze focused bruises along his arm. "What are these signs?"
The patient was silent and stared like a fox ran into the trap.
"Do not look at it. I never wanted to get the sentence, Booth. That is why I have not talked about ... my dark past. "He pulled up the nose. "I always liked to play the role of Superman, what you do not need anything. With you it was easy ... you never had a doubt that it was all a hoax. "
" You're wrong, you should trust me. So your childhood marked by abuse. Do you think it changed anything? "
" What does it matter at this point? "
" You continue to do so, this is the problem. You still do not open yourself to me. Tell me who caused these injuries "
" Booth I ... "
" Tell me. " He raised his voice. The jailer
rebuked the agent ordered him to speak up.
"You know why I hid it all? Well, I tell you: I wanted you to love me for who I am, not for pity, I did not want you to think of myself as a misfit to the asocial who saw your colleague. "
" Now that has to do Bones? "
" You know, she's smarter than you and me put together. He understood that there was in me something wrong and now it all comes back. I have a friend out of his mind with a traumatic childhood. I helped him to kidnap women and families to stage its macabre. Everyone thinks that of me now. "
" I think the jury. "
" I'll fuck the jury. If you believe me, I do not care what others think. "
" But Christ Ian! Who do you want my opinion that interest? I'm your lover, they will see only that, you realize that? "
" If you believe me, I'll pull out. Prove that I'm innocent. "


The interview lasted about an hour with Ian Emmerich.
The doctor came to check the condition of the patient speciale. Constatò che la febbre era lievemente diminuita.
Prima di tornare nel mondo dei sani e liberi, Booth lanciò un lungo sguardo a Ian.
Gli faceva una pena immensa. Ora come mai prima era convinto che qualcosa non andava. Ora più che mai voleva che fosse fatta giustizia! Ad interrompere quel pensiero giunse lo squillo del telefono.
“Booth sono io, dove sei?”
“Bones, Ian è stato ricoverato.”
“Ricoverato?”
“Già, pare che ultimamente debba frequentare per forza di cose gli ospedali!”
“Ma cosa è successo?”
“Ti spiego appena arrivo, sei al Jeffersonian giusto?”
“Sì, I should talk to you ... "
" Quiet. I'm coming. "
is rather summarily dismissed by Wendy. Once arrived in front of the lab discovered that she was waiting for him.
"Why are you here?"
"There in the air had become unbearable." She hugged him.
He held her without feeling dirty or afraid to pollute.
Yet a few minutes before had been in the arms of a probable murderess!
"Baby, you're sick again?"
"Booth, I need your help."
"You know I practically live for it," he said, lifting his chin with two fingers. She smiled a bit
melting '. It all seemed easy when he was near. Even the ghosts seemed less menacing.
"Do you remember the anesthesiologist with whom I thought I had talked about? What you and Angela set the angel? "
" Of course I remember. "
" Well, the angel and the dead in the wall are the same person. "



Chapter 13


as Smart always, Ian Emmerich was able to divert the conversation to avoid saying the truth about why her arms were reduced to a sieve.
No, I certainly would not allow that Booth would begin to fight for their welfare in prison.
If there was a battle that would have taken was that which led to the release.
prove his innocence, to prove that it was not the murders committed by the killer and his brutal accomplice.
Just two hours after Booth had left him at the mercy of his emotions, the doctor came to declare his 'complete recovery'.
In reality, it was still in perfect shape but it was what happened to detainees.
did not matter that could have possible complications.
Once back in his cell, Ian stumbled in search of his cot. Carlos, seeing him about to faint, I held her by the arm.
"You're back, man. I have not seen yet ...".
"No, I'm all right," interrupted him.
He sat in his bunk. He sighed a long time.
had to metabolize the meeting with Booth. He was still shaken.
had to say so many things, had not occurred to him. We especially would keep reminding him that she loved him. Neither was capable of this.
Without thinking what he said, he began to speak: "Carlos, have you ever been in love?"
The other looked at him puzzled. "I think I have not had the time. I was too busy to get away from narcotics. Why are you? ".
was a bit 'unusual as dialogue. Especially among prisoners. Never before had so Ian had shown himself willing to talk about himself.
"I do. They love to feel bad. I do not know if I can explain what it means. "
" I guess! You are here in jail while she is out there, maybe with another, "ridiculed.
"In fact it is all right except that 'he' will be in the hands of 'another'. But that's the least of the problems. "
The convict looked at him in amazement. Emmerich felt so many things but certainly did not resemble any homosexual who had met in his life.
"You're a fag? I never would have said. "
" I do not know if I have to thank or smash your face, "he said, grinning. "I do not have the strength to do neither of these things."
"And what would be the biggest problem, found that you do not give a fuck if he beats her, as I understand it."
Ian sighed looking at the ceiling "I do not know if I'm more afraid that I do not believe or trust me and feel sorry for me. He knows about the abuse I suffered as a child. I do not want to see just that. A kid scared and tortured. "The tone of
Carlos became serious. "Dude, I'm sorry. And I say this because I pity you. I am sincere. "
" I know, man. But you do not fool me to sentence you. If you know what I mean ... "
"And he's a colleague fucking FBI?"
"You guessed right."
"Hell, I thought that these stories of fennel affects only the way of entertainment. Instead ... "
" concerns us too fucksters FBI agents ", making fun of a smile.
A true smile.
finally beginning to digest the positive meeting with Booth.

Booth continued to stare without speaking.
not understand. Or rather, what I understood him to say the least disconcerted.
"Would you say that you find out who owns the remains found in the wall?"
"Angela is able to reconstruct the image using dell'Angelator but the identity remains a mystery. To get even that must give us a hand. "
" Bones, I do not want that part of the rational, but you'll see that there is an explanation for all this. "
"And if there were? If I continue to speak with the spirits of the dead? What kind of mother would I be? "Booth looked at her aghast. Surprised but happy.
"It's the first time hints at this! Bones, you'll be mother! It is simply magnificent. "
" You think so? ", Looked uncertain. "You think I'll be a good mother?"
"The best! Of course you're the best in many things. I dare not think, with your brains and my beauty, what a show will come out. "
She smiled, accepting the challenge. "O my beauty and your intelligence. Unleashed a cheerleader or a conscientious scientist? "
" You are more peaceful now? "He asked, seriously.
"I'm frightened by it all. Visions, from pregnancy, from Emmerich, "he admitted. "Let's go home and talk about him too.."


Every time Wendy went to lunch with his superior, Carol Miller, he felt inadequate. Not so much because it was the majority shareholder of Miller & Casper, the company that gave her work. Not even the fact that was more attractive to her.
No, it was to frighten his infinite culture.
knew every quirk, every amendment, everything there was to know in order to address the jury and judge.
impossible not to feel inadequate.
The terrace where they were overlooked by an elegant garden.
Carol always chose places to eat outdoors even though it had very little.
was thin and pale. It looked like a tissue paper with painted nails!
A dangerous cat ready to pounce on its prey.
smoked, but he could not stand the smell of smoke, so always chose places outdoors.
"Finally, Wendy."
"I forgive. Emmerich was hospitalized, we had to get to the hospital. "
" Oh yeah, "he asked coldly. "And what have you had? Caught cold in a cool place? "
Wendy laughed too much. It was probably the only one to find the jokes amusing cynical lawyer.
"Excuse me, this was really good! No, he caught some sort of infection. "
Carol stubbed out his cigarette. "I ordered for you."
"Very well, I eat everything!"
"You should go on a diet."
"You do not need, so do not lose weight or fattening. On the one hand it is fortunate brazen. "
" If you say so. Rather than tell me, as Booth has reacted? She cried? He threw himself into his arms? "
Wendy finished munching a cracker.
"I was not with them but from what I could peek at his behavior has been contained, dare I say ... a manly herself."
"Virile stay? Typical of the FBI agents. "
" There is nothing gay and then is so fascinating! "
The adult woman sighed, a sign that was coming to lecture:" Wendy, you're out? Seeley Booth is not homosexual. Our assistance has led astray. The did the brainwashing. That's what I should do unto thee, "babbles a bored voice, pretending to eat a potato chip.
"Oh," blushed the subject. His face had taken on a shade of her lipstick more heated.
"Now I understand. But it remains so even after the machi had sex with a man? "
" And I want to know? ".
Wendy was dejected. If Booth was not gay and she had assumed that it was, it meant a lot.
probably her problems with men were more serious than previously believed.
How did I not understand? He said.
And then might have been different with him, more open. Maybe he could attack button flirting a bit '.
"You're not planning to go to bed?".
She felt threatened. But they are so obvious?
"It's certainly not his problem that," he dared.
impertinence beautiful and good. But Carol
loved one who had balls and was amazed by the worst element that had in its stable. Why Yes, Wendy was chosen because of it. Was inadequate.
Emmerich is fine where it is. And if there is someone who can console Booth you're not sure you, dear Wendy.
"Listen, bitch. If you want to amuse the clitoris of your business, but if you do it with the mistress of a client who almost certainly will be called the dock, my business. "
" He's right. Among other things, is certainly not my intention ... "
" Put you in a ridiculous situation, "he finished the sentence the other, scornfully.
Before completing the meal, the waiter shouted: "Come and get rid of this crap," and pointed to the cigarette butts piled up in the ashtray. The same with her products.

Once home, Booth Brennan looked after in an exemplary way. The prepared a bath with lots of salts and scented candles.
After it wrapped in a fluffy bathrobe dragged her into the kitchen. The
did find his favorite treats but she avoided to eat because of the acidity.
even ordered dinner by Mr. Nicky, who recently appeared at the top of the list of favorite restaurants, take-away from anthropology.
"So you are planning to do so until the end?" Asked the woman crouching on the sofa.
"massaging your feet when you will not make it any more. I will do whatever it takes to the mother of my son. "
" I understand. I thought I did because you loved me. "
" Of course I love you, Bones. Do not be silly. "
" And Emmerich? You love him too, no? That's what we need to talk. "
Booth looked serious remaining silent.

Lee Joseph And To Techicolor Coat

the newspaper in Lecce on 24 August 2009:


... if anything, in future, anyone claiming (indecent) a camp of some merit as a good administrator or companion (the union of Perrone) good organizer of events promoting craft artistic ...
As they say in the dialect in Lecce: mancu THEM DOGS!
(Also: mancu them cchiù ttristi dogs!)

I am ashamed for them.


PS So much for the entire month of August I'll spare you the blah-blah and empty talk of Mandurino (APT Lecce) and various members of the Chamber of Commerce, various associations, districts and so on ... many unnecessary words written in the sand ...