I saw everything in the room more clearly, could hear better than ever. I felt the atmosphere in the room change, like weather. I took it all in and k...new in an instant what I’d do. The key was to see all of him, all at once. Not his eyes, not his shoulders, not his gun hand. Or knife hand. All of him. That way I got a feeling, a sense of when a man was going to make his move.I held my shotgun in my left hand gripping it just below the trigger guard, pointing it at the floor.He was sweating out. He would take solace in the many children that shewould bear him and even if she was unattractive there would be thatconsolation for him. He had considered as he was shaping her this timeto mar the clear skin of her complexion, but he had decided against itin the end. She needed at least one attractive feature to be acceptedby even the lowest peasant man so he left her skin naturally clear ofblemishes.To offset that kindness though requires something else though. Herhands he left even softer. . so direct ... so willing to say what was on his mind, even when that terrified her. Joe hadn’t been a big talker. Joe had just loved her. When she was with Joe, everything had been so simple. He was there, and she was there, and she knew he would make her feel like the most important woman in the world.She looked at Prudence and Ted. Prudence was carrying Bobby’s baby. It was obvious she didn’t mind that one bit, even though it meant there would be the raising of a baby alone. Mirriam knew. Just waiting for the next willing cunt to suck and fuck. I wanted Raj right there in the subway train,. I looked around to see if any of the male species on the train resembled this handsome love monster. There was one sitting directly across from me with a light wheatish complexion with big black eyes and silken black hair. He was handsome, seemed ready if I used the right approach. I began looking at him and wanted him to notice me. He looked every which way, but at me. I thought about.