The big sheriff disappeared from sight into the bush, but within a few minutes, he returned."Fuck it! They got away!" he growled. "Fat lot of help you...were!"Rodney was taken aback. "What could I have done? No bullets come out of these cameras."Clete's eyes narrowed. "Did you get any pictures?"The reporter nodded. "You bet your ass, and they're some good ones too. Worth a fortune."The sheriff nodded. "Yeah, yeah, and I want copies of all of them. The council will want to see them. And Jim. Why not?" That was a shocking revelation. Diane looked at Pete and said, "You are just a pig. Why don't you admit you want to fuck Nancy. Hell, I'd like to fuck both Dave and John. What do you think about that?" We were all more than a little drunk when John chimed back in by saying, "I'm game for that. We could swap partners for a night. We're all adults here. I know I'd like to fuck both Nancy and Diane." I was caught off guard but also pretty horny. I couldn't imagine my two best friends. I love you, Angel, and I would never do anything to hurt you. I want to be with you, Angel."She began to cry. I don't know why she was crying. I put my arms around her and held her tight. She felt so soft. I kept my arms around her with her head on my shoulder. I hated seeing her cry; it was tearing me apart."Angel, what did I say or do to make you cry? Please share your grief and trust me," I asked."Brad, there is something about me that very few people know. It's a dark secret that only my. The main drag had seen a pretty recent urban renewal effort, with a freshly-planted median and angled street parking and fashionably-faux-bricked crosswalks, but just one block away now saw broken cars and barred windows and every architectural fad that could be squeezed into ten units or less."That's my building on the corner." It was better-looking than the rest, probably even modern when it was built, all concrete and glass, with low-slung cantilevered balconies and big windows. "Go around,.