Caught in the Flames: October 2014

Thursday, October 30, 2014

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Paul Keller is one of the most notorious serial arsonists in American history. This Seattle man is responsible for at least 70 fires and three deaths in and around the Seattle area during the ’80s and ’90s, with unsolved cases even popping up in recent years. This polished looking advertising salesman and active churchgoer was ruthlessly setting fires to homes, churches, businesses throughout four counties, making this one of the worst serial-arson cases in state history. Finally in 1993, Keller was found guilty and sentenced to 99 years in prison.

Taken from www.firesciencecolleges.com

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Caught in the Flames Update ~ Chapter Eighty-Four

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After soaking in the tub until the water cooled and bubbled dissipated, I felt infinitely more comfortable with Edward. I didn’t have any qualms getting out of the tub and for him seeing my naked body. I knew he appreciated it with the response of his growing cock, but he was respectful and let me handle everything in my own way. Though, I did make it harder, in more ways than two, when I put on my pajamas without any underwear.

I thought my boyfriend was going to have an aneurysm.

The next morning, we woke up early and made arrangements to go on a tour of the vineyard at the chateau. We dressed casually in jeans and jackets before meeting in front of the chateau. I was snapping photos of the building and the bay we were overlooking. When Edward wasn’t paying attention, I took numerous photos of him, too. He was quickly becoming my favorite subject to photograph. His face was angular and sexy. His hair was artfully tousled with natural copper highlights. His jaw was square, pronounced and stubbled lightly with his beard. His eyes were a bright jade, twinkling with happiness and love, surrounded by long, dark eyelashes. His nose was slightly crooked from a fight he had when he was in middle school, but it made his features rugged.

“I hear the shutter click, Bella,” Edward said, giving me a crooked grin. “I know you’re taking my picture.”

“What? You’re handsome,” I retorted, batting my eyelashes behind my sunglasses. “You should be a model.”

“Ah, no. My one foray in the modeling world was a firefighter’s calendar for some fundraiser for the hospital. I felt like a piece of man meat,” Edward grumbled. “I was oiled and slicked up. I felt so…so…used. It felt tawdry and…” He shuddered.

“Did you really use the word tawdry?” I snorted.

“I did. It’s how I felt,” he replied, jutting out his lower lip.

“Tawdry?” I laughed.

“You are really damaging my fragile psyche, Isabella,” Edward growled playfully. “I am not a piece of meat to be ogled.”

“And how much money did the calendar raise?” I countered.

“$25,000 for a new children’s wing,” he grumbled.

“Would you do it again?” I asked.

“If you were the photographer and I wasn’t bathed in baby oil, making me look like a damn stripper,” he answered, shrugging slightly.

“Have you been asked?” I questioned, slipping my camera into the bag I had slung over my shoulder.

“Emmett and I were approached during our last shift by the same woman who arranged the previous calendar,” Edward replied. “Emmett jumped at the chance, but I said I’d think about it. The only person I want to objectify me as a sexual being is you.”

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Monday, October 13, 2014

Caught in the Flames Update ~ Chapter Eighty

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We spent a few hours wandering around the zoo. A random rainstorm forced us to go to the restaurant early, though. Dodging raindrops was a bit of a challenge with Bella’s bag, but we managed to get there without incident. It was just across the park, close to the entrance to the zoo. In the restaurant, Gejas, we were seated immediately in a booth and lost in the quiet ambience.

“This place has quite a unique odor,” Bella giggled as she sipped her water.

“It’s the oil that they use to cook the food. Or rather that we use to cook the food,” I said, pointing to the small pot on the table. “The smell will stay with us when we leave, too. The food is really good. And supposedly, it has a romantic feel to it.”

“It is romantic,” Bella smiled, taking my hand.

“It would be more romantic if I did this,” I smirked crookedly, getting up and sitting next to her in the booth. She laughed, draping her leg over mine underneath the table. “Hmmm, much better. It also allows me to give you this.” In another silver box with a purple bow, I handed her the necklace I had found. I kissed her lips, tasting her uniquely sweet mouth.

“Another tiny box,” she chided. I just kept smiling as she opened it up. With a quiet gasp, she lightly fingered the pendant and looked at me. “Edward, this is beautiful and so different…where did you find it?”

“The same place I got the keychain,” I said, taking the pendant out of the box. “The salesman said that it represents strength and beauty. I knew that I had to get it for you because you are the most beautiful woman in the world to me and you are so incredibly strong, Bella. Turn around.” She did and looped her hair into her hand. Carefully, I put the pendant around her neck, kissing just below her ear. “I love you, baby.”