* * *NicoleIn the morning, I was standing in line for coffee with Kayla. Sheoffered to pay. I told her it wasn't necessary, but she insisted afterI ...old her what I went through last night and earlier this morning."And they haven't caught him yet?" Kayla said, handing me my coffee."No," I replied."What are you going to do?" she said. "I know I'd be looking over myshoulder." I am," I replied, sipping my coffee. Damn, that's hot today. "I feellike I'm being watched," I looked around, but all. I swallowed all of it. I could feel him swallowing all of my cum too. I pushed my cock in and out of his mouth.We rolled over and wrapping our arms around each other in a big hug, as we kissed each other. We were still sucking on each others mouthes with our tongues inserted lashing against the other. Oh what a wonderful feeling kissing my friend was.After we had cleaned up and got dressed, we went into the house where my wife told me that she hoped I was too tired for sex, as she was worn out. With spittle flying from his lips, he unleashed a rage that would have frightened the strongest of men. It was a verbal assault that withheld nothing. His words were choppy and disorganized as he rambled from one subject to the next. He raised his fist in the air to make points. As soon as he would start to calm down, his rage returned with a renewed vigor.He didn't need to be coherent for his message to be understood. In short, he told her that she was a selfish self-centered bitch who should. Then I flashed on it — Rumpled Suit’s slightly bowlegged gait. Wexler! I’d noticed it in Billings and somehow it registered here. I dropped everything and dove back toward my truck, drawing my Heckler & Koch without consciously thinking about it.Wexler hadn’t been looking at me, on purpose, but he caught a flash of movement. My head and upper torso were now behind the driver’s side front wheel. I scooched my hips and legs out of sight. Using both hands to steady my aim, I forced myself to.