The house had a huge country kitchen, and even though everything in it was from the fifties, Maddie liked it--even the old fifties style refrigerator!..."At least everything is in decent shape and works," she said, as she practically floated about the retro looking kitchen, running her hands across the many cabinets that lined the wall over and around the sink.Once I was done painting the inside of the house, I set up our camera on a tripod and used the timer to take a family portrait in our new. .'how the hell do you know?'.Well I was soon to find out.Marco had been messing about all day in class.We sat together & we both hated maths so we'd spend the lesson whipering to each other about all kindsa shit.The teacher was a bit of a wimp & other than the occasional,"Will you two please be quiet & concentrate",we'd be pretty much left alone sat at the back of the room."So mate,waddya reckon...is Mr.A a homo or what? I fink he is".Oh so today we'd be discussing the sexuality of. Even in the dim light, her stubby nipples and the dark shadows of her areola were evident.Gail carefully placed her drink in the center of the wet circle on the bar and practiced her smile in the mirror behind the bar. Smugly satisfied with being able to pass for a twenty four-year-old, she thrust out her breasts for maximum effect. Gail was only nineteen. Her girlfriend Karen had been right, this was just a bar, but it had a lively crowd and the music was as good as it was loud. She bet. Two men jumped out of the back and started toying with him. One of them kicked him, hard, in the balls and he screamed out. There was a rustle behind me and Reg called out quietly it was them. I looked over my shoulder quickly and saw the girl, cuffed and crying being lifted and dragged by the arms. I motioned them to be quiet and a scream of agony instantly focused my attention back onto the road. One of the men had taken out a knife and was cutting on the man laying there. I shot him,.