In my role as ‘best local friend of the accused’ I tried to defend Jackie against the worst of the accusations but of course didn’t put up much ...opposition to those stories I had planted myself.*It was Friday night, a whole week later before my phone beeped. When I looked at the screen my heart leaped.‘Have you chosen, Robbie?’It was Johnny; my Johnny. I grabbed the phone and tapped eagerly at the screen.‘Chosen what?’ I replied.‘Who to be loyal to’‘You’re both my friends’ I lied then. I ran through the PFC’s and summoned the ground crew. We were positioned ready for launch and the cable attached to the airframe. Squeezing the transmit button on the radio I called “Take up slack” and I saw the cable start to tighten. My stomach started to tighten at almost the same time. As the aircraft jumped forward slightly I pushed then transmit button once more “All Out” and we started to accelerate.We bumped over the grass and I registered the airspeed increasing in my peripheral. “You have to reload.”Annalisa frowned for a moment, not having the slightest idea how to do that. Then she grunted, losing her balance and falling backward as Tabatha shot her in the chest.“Uggh! Hey!” Annalisa grunted. “Time out! I have to reload-Oonk!”Tabatha had picked up her other gun and started emptying it at Annalisa. With a bullet hole in each lung and two in her belly, she was barely able to hold the heavy pistol up and aim it, but she was damned and determined that Annalisa was going. We have in the past enjoyed sexy fun but not now.I am constantly remembering the good times. Such as, when we first got together. We had so much sex.After a while that got better and we explored kinky fantasies with intimacy. More of that later, perhaps.I remember a night after a few years of being together where we were in a new house, our second house.The house was empty, as our furniture had not yet arrived. We had only got a couple of chairs and a table but we were happy with the new.