Carly's face suddenly contorted into a frown, then she started flailing. Sam's hands shot to her shoulders and shook her."Carly? Caaarls... Carlotta!"... Sam yelled, adding a musical note to the last part of it.Carly woke with a start, her face buried in a pillow on the couch. "Huwhahuh...what? Oh..." Obviously this was an interesting dream."What’s wrong cupcake?" Sam asked."Oh, I was having this dream with... taco-zombies, a leaf-flamethrower, and an evil Lewbert...?" replied Carly."Wow, that’s. When he gets here, do you think you can lead us in there to see the bodies?’ I tipped the beer can up and drained the last mouthful from it. ‘Now I do.’ QUESTIONS AND THE RIGHT ANSWERS Sheriff Peterson was obviously used to asking questions and evaluating the answers. He was probably in his fifties, stocky but not flabby, and had gray eyes that stared through round, metal-framed glasses without revealing any emotion whatever. He was gruff as I sat across the table from him in his interview. . Siskariya lete huye dekha to bhoot ka pura chehra ab uske bayi chuchi me dhasa hua nipple ki chusai kar raha hai. Fir chooste huye rubber jaisa khichne laga aur ‘tapp..” se chhod diya. Istarah wo un chuchiyo se jee bhar ke khelta raha, aur naina tilmilate huye aise hi adha ghanta khadi siskariya leti rahi…Fir akhir kar bhoot khada hua aur bola ——- wah.. Maza a gaya bahu. 15 sal ke bad mujhe itni shandaar chuchi mili thi, maaf karna agar maine inpe jyada sitam kiya ho to.Naina——mafi mat. 'Did I really love her?' I was sure I did. I'd never felt this committed to anyone before. 'Did I love her enough to keep to a monogamous relationship if we were to marry?' On that one I wasn't sure, for right after we'd met again, there I was fucking all those fifteen-year olds.As the miles rolled by I realized I'd never had thoughts like these before. And the letter she'd sent me didn't leave room for any speculation other than she'd be in Wildwood for a one-week vacation and the second week.