I was just getting sleep when suddenly she woke me up. I woke up startled (it was thundering and lightening also). I asked her what happened, she told...me she is scared to sleep inside alone. Then i got her mattress outside in hall and asked her to sleep there. Now she was bending to adjust the bed sheet and i could see her bra-less boobs. They were hanging in there. I couldnt resist and i i got a full hardon. She asked me if i could leave the bulb on since she was still afraid of thunder. I. That had to suck, given her three pot a day coffee habit. Still, Francine was looking upbeat. I assumed the news on her movie was good, so I did not ask.I said, "You look better. The news on the movie must be good."She said, "It is, but the real news is that Sheila is feeling better. I don't know why, but I catch her morning sickness. You did not find me to inquire about my health or the movie. What's up?"I said, "Deirdre Walters."Francine's eyes flew wide. Before I could say another word, her. " She cocked her head. "Speaking of him..."Cheryl dutifully lowered her head and continued eating. She wasn't the eldest daughter, so she had to be quiet. That didn't really amount to much, even her older sister Ella had to be modest and circumspect at the table.Her father lumbered into the room, the newspaper tucked under his arm. As he sat down her mother placed his breakfast in front of him. Without a word he dug in, alternately eating and squinting at the newspaper in the dim light.When. God Dammit, I had been shot! There was a plume of powder smoke off to my left. It looked to me like the amount of smoke that would come from a rifle, but you couldn't be real sure about that sort of thing nowadays. Anyway, though it hurt like hell, I bent over my saddle horn and raced as fast as possible toward the bushes where I had seen the smoke.I had no other place to go. There was no real cover anywhere near to me except for that one cluster of bushes, so, even though I might draw another.