1. On the Ocean


    Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Female/Female, Interracial, Male/Female, Author: Norton X, Rating: 80.8, Source: sexstories.com

    affair with a tactical solution, for better or for worse." Mulcahy thought of Cass up on her perch. He looked around the neighborhood and saw a bronze-colored car with three black youths standing beside and sitting on the hood. So as not to scare them off, he pretended to be looking for something as he made his way toward them. When he was close enough for them to hear him, he said calmly, "I need your help." x. Mulcahy's voice came through her earpiece. "Cass." "Yeah?" "Something's about to happen. It's a show for distraction - a fake. No matter what, don't look down. Stay focused on that window. When he is in your sights, take him out, you hear me? Don't go for a shoulder or leg shot. Just drop him dead. Failure to do so could very well result in the deaths of those two hostages. Prepare to go cold zero in a matter of seconds." "Got it." xi. In the apartment, Roger heard the squawk of a loudhailer. Then the negotiator's voice came through. "Mr. Haworth, I have tried to communicate with you discretely in the hope that we could resolve this matter in a satisfactory way, but that approach has come to no avail. I now-" The negotiator's speech was interrupted by the sound of wheels scraping on the pavement. Then his voice came through once more through the loudhailer - shocked. "What the hell! Everybody move out of the way!" Gunfire echoed through the block, bouncing off brick buildings. There was the sound of bullets shattering glass and impacting on metal. Then came the ...
    metallic crashing sound of vehicle against vehicle. The gunfire was loud, everything was loud. People screamed and police officers shouted. Roger thought he heard one of the local hoods yell. Unable to contain his curiosity, he rose up and took a peek down at the scene below, little knowing that this would be last thing he would ever see. xii. Cass saw the HT. She could see the significant features of his face which matched the picture she had received from intelligence. This happened in a second. Already she was in that frame of mind known as "cold zero", when a sniper has the target in his sights and is just about to squeeze the trigger. On a psychological level, everything else faded away, even herself, most of who she was - all gone. What remained was her killing instinct, lethal training, rifle, and the target in her sights. Cass squeezed the trigger and the rifle jumped back against her shoulder. For a split second after she pulled the trigger, everything was okay. But the next half of the second, her world was changed remarkably when the top of Roger Haworth's head popped open in her scope. Blood, bone and brain matter when flying outward, but most noticeable was the redness that was where the top of his head had been. No more top. Now it was a just a red cavity. Roger's body fell out of view, Cass immediately called it in - her first kill - and seconds later, the CST hit squad breached the apartment and declared it secured with the hostages safe. xiii. The sweat, body heat, ...
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