. but with my sister, Sybil? What in the hell are they up to?”He reached the corner just in time to see the red VW turning right at the next corner.... Eddy knew that definitely was not the road to Havers Falls!Sybil was terrified! She and Jane were greeted at the door by two males wearing masks, and to her horror one of the men was naked to the waist, and clad in red tights from the waist down. His rather large and ungainly feet were encased in a pair of high heels! It was so bizarre Sybil would. In a single blow he struck her in the stomach, Jane doubling over gasping for breath. She dropped to her knees, having never being hit in such a way in her life. The man stood behind her, bent down and put the collar around her neck. She heard the clunk of the padlock closing. He moved to the front of her and took the chain in his hand. "Come" his deep voice commanded to her. She said nothing, still breathing deeply. He yanked on the chain, pulling on the collar around her neck. She went to. ” The man started to laugh. “I’m very glad I found a naughty nun. I want you to touch yourself. Now!”Sister Mary closed her eyes and started to pray really hard. Can it be her punishment for losing the prayer-book? In the same time she couldn’t stop thinking about how excited she was in the current situation. She didn’t see the man, but she wanted to know what he looked like. What color are his eyes? What shape are his lips? All her fantasies appeared in the same second. He was truly a. Back in Laramie, back when I first signed up for the Cavalry, I paid a local gunsmith to reconfigure the trigger guards on all three of my weapons. My Parker side-by-side 8-gauge. The 1873 lever-action Winchester, and my Peacemaker — a 1873 Colt Single-Action Army revolver.The plain fact was that my fingers were just too big, too thick. I could certainly reach the trigger, but it just took too long to squeeze my index finger into position.I still remember the specialist — he was an elderly gent.