They would never get the one who killed the black jogger. The gun would never be found. It would be solved, but they sent the wrong man to the chair. ...He would die. He was innocent. It didn’t matter. The community had their revenge. They had their blood. They didn’t care who it was. They had what they wanted, someone to point their fingers as he slumped past, someone to blame, someone to kill. They had their blood, they had him dead. They lowered the body, this time they didn’t forget him. They. He's goingto join me on my boat tomorrow, aren't you, Kim?" Uh--" I said, looking with alarm at Elliott for a sign of what to say. "I have to work, and I'm so new I don't even know if I have any vacationdays yet." Hey!" Elliott said, "you can go, Kim, and put it on the clock. Itwill be your hardest day of work all year getting the shit scared out ofyou on his fucking boat." You're such an asshole, Elliott!" Lance said, grinning. "You had thetime of your life on that race when you amazed us. Maybe Jayde guessed and enjoyed that? [Looking back, I think she must have known exactly what she was doing to my emotions all along, really.]It was the first time I saw her bare feet too, stranglely enough, when Jim turned up. [I have a deep fetish for women's feet.] She slipped off her socks before she let Jim in, and as she padded around the carpets, getting things for him and showing him into the study, I saw they were gorgeous. My heart was lost to her totally, the moment I saw her shapely. My companion tried to pull my hands away, but I resisted and I was stronger than she. The woman passed behind me."Good morning! Lovely day!" Her voice held definite humour."It is," I replied looking round to smile at her."Especially when you've got good company," the woman added as she walked away.My companion twisted in my arms to face me, blushing bright red. "You ... you..."I dipped my head and kissed her. She resisted a little for a few seconds, but then relaxed in my arms, her arms folding.