<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">“I love you Jimmy!” Emily said emotionally, “I did the moment I saw you!  But…I was scared!!  I was in love once before, and I was hurt! Terribly hurt!”</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">She was reviewing every little bit of knowledge she’d ever come across, hoping to stop him firing any more.  He’d he just shot Bob, on purpose.  Bob who’d never harmed a living thing!  And who now would have internal bleeding and might be dying right here.  He must get to hospital right away and not become a hostage when the cops showed up; which they would soon because at least a dozen people must have called 911 by now. </span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">The main thing was what Jimmy wanted to hear, right?  If he wanted to believe, he would.  He wanted her, and respect.  Love – everybody wanted love – and respect.</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">“Don’t worry about what anyone’s said, it wasn’t true!” she carried on, finding it surprisingly easy to translate terror and desperation into something that just sounded emotional.  “I LOVE you, I didn’t mean to reject you I was just trying to protect myself, from being hurt again!  Let me come and show them!  Show them all how I love you!</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">“Look, I’m not hiding anything!”</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">As though proving she wasn’t carrying a gun she started undoing the remaining buttons of her blouse.  Hopefully Jimmy would be a bit mesmerised – enough guys stared at her on the beach, didn’t they?  She forced herself to work slowly. Her blouse came open, just a bit, and she started on her suit pants.  When they were open she pulled her shoes off, let her pants fall and stepped out of them, moving forwards as she did so.</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Now she was in her open blouse, which was a bit see-through, and her panties, which were just her ordinary white ones but luckily she did like them on the small side in the bikini style. </span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">She took a slow pace towards Jimmy, lifting one hand to sweep her blouse off one shoulder as she did so. </span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">“You see, Jimmy?  I’m not carrying anything and I love you!”</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">The blouse slipped down her arm to just above her elbow, leaving the front on that side poised tantalisingly on the end of her tit.</span><br/><br/>