<blockquote><div><cite>Dream Evil wrote:</cite>Terrence shared the same feelings as Sara.  He remembered when he was young and wanted to start a family of his own someday.  Perhaps - if he wasn't sterile - maybe one day the two could conceive something.<br/><br/>But right now, it was a pipe dream, a sliver of hope to hang onto, though Terrence was damn sure the both of them weren't going to let go.  The day seemed nicer than most, the weather wasn't any better than any other days, but it just seemed easier to tolerate.<br/><br/><br/>But that would soon come to an end, atop a hill, a band of six men watched them from afar, there eyes firmly fixated on Sara, and her beautiful womanly curves.  "'ere now...this one's got tits.  The other asshole...we'll take him out before too long."<br/>It was amazing, but one of the men had somehow either acquired or kept hold of a sniper rifle, it was in fairly pristine condition as well.  It sure did look like something that could fire...and kill.  But the men would bide their time, wait for an opening.</div></blockquote>