The heaves stopped, I lay there exhausted, finally turning over and sitting up. My shoulder throbbed terribly and the woods were quiet. Looking around..., the gun had a sling, I removed it and fashioned a support for my arm from the neck. My feet were bare, I removed his shoes, putting them on. I checked the gun, the magazine had two rounds in the clip and an empty cartridge in the chamber. Lastly I examined him, searching his pockets. I found nothing much, a pocket knife, few coins, an empty gun. The dancing and the drinking slowly took a toll on us, and Jenny and Iwanted to head home, but Katie wanted to continue partying. We beggedher to come back with us, but she wanted to stay out for another hour.She assured us that she could handle herself, besides she knew the oneguy she seemed to be getting close with, Wyatt, from one of her classes.As we were walking out Jenny stopped at the bar and ordered us a coupleof Chambord Kamikazes to finish the night. As soon as we took theshots, our. She starts the machine and moan as she is well on her way to the first orgasm of the planned night marathon. “Hi!,” comes a deep voice from the Maori face that she is looking at. Emily refuses to believe her ears. “Hi. Sorry to sneak in but your door wasn’t locked,” says the voice again. “Wow, that’s a sight for sore eyes, by the way.” Shit, it’s speaking to me now, mumbles Emily. But she sees now in the gloom that her bedroom door is ajar and a huge dark face floating at the top of the door is. ' There was sudden movement, the guy had jumped off of her. Betty was looking at me, her face pale. I also noticed that there was a well of deep sadness there, which, at the time, I thought strange. 'You can come home tomorrow and pack whatever you want to take. After that, make sure that I never see you again. Lawyers will handle the details of the divorce. Now you can stay here tonight and fuck yourself to death.'"I turned, went out of the door, got into my car and drove the rest of the way.