. a smaller hole. Quite a small hole. He’d been shot at an angle. From what she remembered from her biology lessons that’d be what had saved him f...om having a lung punctured? Hopefully saved him.Somehow it had missed his ribs, or just nudged them. It wasn’t bleeding much at the front. She wiped it, and only a trickle kept coming. Anyway what could she do? She needed a bandage long enough to go right round his chest, nice and tight.She took a tee and tried to tear it in half up the back. She was. He was now looking at the delectable sexy thing through the veil of four stiff drinks.He asked her if she sat like that around boys and she said she didn't pay much attention. She usually wore pants when she played in the streets so it didn't make any difference how she sat, she told him. She saw him looking at her legs and grinned. It was a very coquettish expression, but she was too young to realize how it looked."Why, Daddy," she asked, "does it bother you for me to sit like this in front of. Cole is one hot looking guy. I wouldn't kick him out of my bed!' She laughed thinking of his great body and all the things he could do to a woman's body. 'We live right next door to you guys.' Bridgette smiled to Misty wondering if Misty was into girls or not.'Nice to meet you.' Misty smiled to the girls and remembered what Shelly had told her about them. 'I would be his slave anytime, anyplace!' She said thinking of him licking her pussy in the restroom and hoped she would find out what kind. I then heard some people shouting. A couple guys were whistling. I looked up in front of my cab. About twenty feet from the hood. There was some guys gathering around in a circle around a man and woman. The guys were being kinda of rude to them."Hey baby. Why don't you come with us. Leave this guy. Come on baby. Were better than your old man. Damn you look hot baby!!!...." said these different guys. I took a big breath. I walked up behind them. I stuck my head over this short guy. Being 6ft 4.