I took off my T shirt and pressed it onto the wound that appeared to be worst in her leg, trying to stop the blood from spurting out! The next thing I... really remember was my mom and dad picking me up off the floor and carrying me home to speak to a police officer about what I had seen and done! Angela was taken to Hospital so I was hopeful that she was going to be ok, despite the injuries I had seen! I relaxed a little, and told the officer what I had seen and done, made a formal statement, and. ‘Yeah, I guess that is a problem, isn’t it?’ Mary nodded. ‘I don’t know what to do about him,’ she said. ‘Part of me thinks we ought to tell him before he figures it out on his own, but part of me is scared, too.’ ‘Yeah, I know what you mean,’ Matt said. ‘I’m not so sure he’d be happy if he found out.’ ‘I’m not sure he would be, either,’ Mary said. ‘Maybe…maybe we should wait until after my divorce from Tom is final, then…’ ‘Maybe that’s what we ought to do,’ Matt agreed. He smiled. ‘You know,. ....Notmy breast, but that horrible scar. Another reason to hate him.Thief......Gawker......Should I run away and join the carnival? Selltickets?I stepped onto the decking and said: "Lunch is prepared in the fridge."I turned my back on him, wrapping a robe around my figure, and thenwalked to the patio, putting a little sex in my stride just to keep himin line.11/It had been so easy. I didn't know whether it was his submissive nature,his need to do anything for a sale or fear that his theft of. I wondered if she was going to start putting her fingers to work. My shirt and undershirt were next. “Now we’re getting someplace,” she said sitting up and placing her hand on my abs. “Keep going, Hank, I want you totally naked. I hope you don't disappoint me.” I do not know about you, dear reader, but for me, the thought of a clothed woman watching me strip was about the best and biggest non-contact turn on there could be. My cock was as stiff as it had ever been and was straining to get out..