His eyes were wide as Kelly looked up at him. He had come into the store to buy some lingerie for his girlfriend. Looking confused and a bit flustered..., Kelly and Yvonne had sidled up to him and offered to help decipher the confusing selections, knowing the disengaged college-age cashier would be of no use to him.Between Kelly’s 32F chest and Yvonne’s 34B, they had all settled on that his girlfriend was probably a 34D. A pushup bra and an open-tip bra had been selected and modeled for him. Kelly. No surprise either. It was 11:30 in the morning and the pool party right next door sounded like it was going strong. I could hear the thud of the diving board, the happy screams of joy from all the girls and finally the splash, which was probably the loudest of them all. I walked over to the window and peeked though the top of the blinds. I could see over the privacy fence pretty well and my eyes instantly went to Jenny sitting on a plastic lawn chair right next to the deep end. Her breasts. “Oh what is there to know about him, he is a talented artist with an international reputation” she said.The bear looked thoughtful in the way that Teddy’s do and said.“Actually he is a piss poor artist whose only talent is to shock through explicit sexual material … mmm he is a man after my own heart. Though he does not have a restraining order about being within 500 meters of a school”“Oh thank you Teddy” said Helen.“Still you need to study what he is like so I have got some books” Helen. Are you okay? You sound weird."He could hear the concern in here voice and concentrated on it instead of the wall that kept going in and out of focus making him dizzy."I've been shot." He didn't know how bad, but it wasn't going to stop him from going after Michelle. He glanced up at the mirror to see if he could see his back, instead the writing, bold and black, caught his attention. And held it in a flood of horror. Game over. It wasn't over yet, you bastard. Not while he could still.