He knew full well it wasn’t much, really, compared to what they were up against, but it did give him an added feeling of security to have it in his ...hand. After the four or five shots, probably from Sandy, there was a single rifle shot in return. That was from the nut that was behind all this, and it sounded really close by to Bigfoot. Could Sandy have been right all along? About wanting to wait for the nutcase and nail him when he got close? Of course Sandy had wanted to arrest him. Bigfoot. Particularly considering how much I carry up front, so to speak. But every woman has parts of her body she'd like to change. For me, it was my ass. And my shoulders. Maybe my calves."Oh, we just use this place to rehearse," Stacy assured me. "We do all the inside shots—the mirror, the reveal—later in the week after you're done shopping. It's just so much easier that way. Same with us trashing your wardrobe." Not to mention us trashing you while we watch the film we secretly took of you the last. I guess I should have been looking at the foot she wanted me to kiss because without warning she kicked me in the ribs -- hard! I grabbed my side and whimpered, but then felt another blow to my lower back."STOP! DON'T HURT ME!" I screamed with my hand behind me shielding my back, tears streaming down my cheeks.Leia simply lifted her foot and wiggled it. I struggled to my hands and knees and crawled to where she was standing. Planting a quick kiss on the toe, I lifted my head. She wiggled her. What do you think?” “I ... I really don't know what to say,” I stammered truthfully. “I'm actually completely shocked right now. Can ... Can I think about it for a while? Sleep on it and get back to you?” “What? Uh, oh! Sure! Yeah, think about it. Yeah. Here, though. You should take my cell number. You can text me, if you like.” “Oh! Okay, that's a good idea. You take mine, too ... ” We exchanged cell numbers, then sat in very awkward silence, eventually broken by Sheare. “So I guess I'll drop.