”I hugged a little harder, nodding silently, while placing my hand on the back of her head in a gesture of reassurance; releasing my hug just before... it got awkward.Rather than taking my seat again, I perched on the edge of my desk, just to comfort Kelly with my presence.“Do you want to tell me what happened?” I asked quietly.“It’s stupid,” she answered, averting her eyes again, “are you sure want to hear it?”I took her hand, squeezing it, “Of course I want to hear about it, but only if you need. When it became clear that rape was his intention, Melinda put two hollow-points in his chest. As he fell to the ground, her third shot made a mess of his exposed genitals. Cell phone pictures documented the situation before they fled. In a fit of creativity, Melinda put three vertical red lipstick stripes on the man’s forehead.The media again went nuts. They received an anonymous email, with a photograph for proof, explaining that the man had attempted rape and was killed by a woman with three. I sat at a picnic table my back to where the trail came into the clearing, and turned toward a woman sitting next to me also cooking supper. "I met those two girls, Missy and Katlin, the Kidnapped Girls. Three days ago at the route 16 crossing." It was almost exactly the opening I'd mentally composed a few days earlier. As I'd imagined, I instantly had the attention of everyone within earshot. Someone asked me to repeat what I'd said and now everyone in the site was gathered around,. I then got the biggest surprise of the night as he removed his boxer briefs. His cock was way bigger than he had led me to believe. It was a good 3 inches bigger than my 6’5 inch cock as it was in a semi hard state. I was in total shock as I stood their looking at it. I had never mentioned anything about the size of Chris’s cock to my wife as her eyes stared right at it. I wasn’t about to stop Chris at this point even though he had misrepresented the actual size of his cock. Chris crawled up on.