I was just a plain looking shadow by the time I entered my back yard from the residential side street.I didn’t have any blood on me, and I felt like...it was a good hit. I did not throw away any of the clothes I wore that night.Rose met me at the back door. “Did everything work out,” she asked, “Everything was fine,” I said that as I sat at my small work bench in the shop. I carefully cleaned the shotgun. The cops would not have an extractor mark on a shell casing to compare to my shotgun. Nor. " And I handed it back to him.He handed it back to me. I made another speech and handed it back. On the third time I gave it back to him, his eyes went wide and he asked me a question. Looked to me like it was "No shit? For me?" so I said "Yep" and clapped him on the back. He held it over his head and paraded around like a king.I took one more skull, this time from DirtyAsHell, and I handed the last one back to him. That went over real well also, and I could tell that I had a couple of big fans. She then just quickly pulled her shirt over her head. It was the first time I ever saw her topples I had felt them but never seen them naked. She then turns to face the drug addicted asshole.Then he says to her "I know what you need girl. Get up here." He then pates the bed next to him. He also reaches for a pipe on the night stand. She shacks her head no as she moves to sit next to him. "Here at least try it like this" he then take a huge hit puts his mouth on hers she try's to pull back but. I'll have to take a minute to describe Katie to you. She is only about 4' 10" tall and has a body to die for, wonderful hour glass shape with a great set of boobs. Although she is 35 she doesn't look a day older than 20, with that same smooth unwrinkled skin that she had when we were first married. She has deep bedroom eyes, when she rolls them at a man he is hers.Since we had been working all day she had on a pair of jeans with a very loose fitting sweat shirt and no bra. As Katie bent over to.