Whatever you do, don’t look into the painting as the clock chimes or it will ruin your life forever.’ My heart was racing. I had to squint to rea... the name of the lady that signed her name to the note. Through the smudge marks I made out her name. It was Marcinda Stevens. I gasped when I saw that it was dated July 17th, 1913. I sat there reading the note over and over wondering what happened to Marcinda and how the clock affected her. What did she mean by ‘stay out of the clock?’ I wondered.. "I managed to catch his fist."Outside all three of you."Turning to Jack. I asked. "Is Fred Dawes still the local copper?" Yes Tony" Call him then please."When the police arrived. I asked that he put the three of them in the cells for the night.They were taken away with the help of a few of the locals in the pub; I finished my beer quickly and said "Goodnight."I called in to see Angie on the way home, to explain what had happened.She answered the door still fully dressed.She invited me in, and I. Would you like that?" I became excited then, nodding and grinning. I had no idea what Hank wanted to give me, but giving me something he reserved for older people surely meant that I was special. "You're going to like your surprise, Tammy," she continued. "Hank is going to like it even more." Hank's callused hands begin to undress me. This was not unusual. I had been naked before Hank and Mildred many times, while Hank's hands roamed my body or while I straddled his body and rubbed my pussy on. I found Kira in a corner booth of the restaurant. It was a quaint place, not very big and decorated like the dining room of someone’s home. I sat across from her and jumped right into questioning. First she told me not to get mad; I took a deep breath in and sighed. Then she told me not to do anything drastic; I started to get frustrated at that point and asked her to get on with it. Apparently Dane had video footage of our little tryst in the bar office. He had shown it to quite a few of his.