If he weren’t dead, I’d get out of this bed and go kill him. To harm that beautiful woman. She was lucky it had hit at the angle it did.I know tha...t you want me to say that I covered her and restored her modesty, and that is just what I did.After about ten minutes.I wasn’t dead yet.I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her soft smooth skin until I felt tears running from them and down my cheeks. Afraid that I would sob and wake her, I gently reached over and pulled her blouse closed.Damn.What a. I looked around the Lobby slowly, nope. Not a security camera in sight. Then I noticed the keypads outside the front and rear entrance doors. Shit. Oh well, I figured, I’d just have to see how they worked is all. I went out and caught the bus. On the way home, I planned how I would do it. First, I borrowed my friend’s car and drove over to the building at 5:00 AM. I parked in the little lot next to one of the three cars there. At 5:45 a car pulled in and a dark South Indian dude got out. He was. Very slowly I squeezed the trigger. This time the head snapped back and the target disappeared. The other shooter fired wildly out of the door. I couldn't get a fix on him as he was moving down to check the fallen man and then standing up and looked like he was yelling.All of sudden there were three more people behind the door."One down but three more just came to the door."The deputy radioed to the two deputies in the street to offer a surrender again.While the deputy was using the PA, I. My work was mundane office work with other clerks. I travelled in by bus.Things were quiet between us for the first two weeks -- I stayed in my bedroom in the evenings studying for my Financial Services qualification exams. Then on the second Saturday night she came home with a bang. I had been going up to bed after a night of quiet reading and watching television, when I heard this noise outside. I went out and saw that Jeanette had run into the gate posts with her husband's Austin. I helped.