. after all, who would miss me?I checked into the hotel, following my usual ritual, which was a tiny bit comforting. When I thought of the house in th...e woods, my pulse still quickened. Despite my increasing depression, the lure of sex with Margaret still drew me there with magnetic force. This time however, I needed her mercy as well as her cruelty. Whichever way she went, whether she fucked me to happiness or even deeper despair, for a few hours I would think of nothing else but her, I would. She faced a weekend of nothing to do, and not many creative thoughts about how to do it. This move to the college town away from friends and family was supposed to be ‘good’ for her, and here it was, she feared, pushing her toward ‘old maidhood’. And her being so largely untried. In the depths of these kinds of thoughts she even gave some consideration to trying ‘girls’ but never had the nerve to go to one of the local lesbian bars and ‘strut her stuff.’ ‘Oh, Catherine,’ she chided herself,. I was at the second floor, most of my clothes already on for school, looking at my watch as I stood at the door of the bathroom. I smirked. 7:35 A.M. I love how Terri exaggerates. School doesn’t start until 8:30, but I guess I could’ve been wrong about that. I can never really get on time either, but today I was hoping on changing that. Terri my hot short-haired girlfriend sped out of her bedroom, literally ramming into the wall in front of her door, then bounced back off it to run my way. . Der schmierige Mann sitzt mit verkrampften Händen am Tisch und der Schwarze hebt ergeben die Hände, als die Blonde mit einer kaum sichtbaren Bewegung ihrer linken Hand die Waffe wieder in das Halfter gleiten lässt. Spätestens jetzt ist jedem klar geworden, wo die blonde Frau ihren Spitznamen her hat. Nach einem Aufschrei sind die Zuschauer wieder still geworden. Einer rennt nach draußen um den Sheriff zu holen. Snake legt langsam ihre Karten auf den Tisch, was die anderen dazu veranlasst es ihr.