This incident which i am going to narrate happen to me yesterday night and was was so excited and thrilled with this incident that i could not control...myself from penning this incident. Its a small story. It was Saturday evening and i was attending small business meeting in a luxury hotel and after meeting there was a cocktail dinner.Generally i don’t drink alcohol and specially when i am driving, its a big no. But here what happen MD of the company saw me empty handed and asked me to take a. ”“Racist,” Jenny said.“Don’t even go there,” I demanded.We were in the car headed for church, when out of nowhere I had an idea. “What if the reverend of our tiny protestant church is a cult leader. He could easily be the killer with a motive for each,” I suggested.“I get that Sharon was beyond redemption in his eyes. The baby, he could think he was saving from a similar life. Ralph was selling dope which was a sin in his eyes. He could justify that as saving all those users from a junkie’s. T.c., but all in all it went pretty smoothly.At about 4a.m. the guests began to filter out slowly, and a couple of boys hauled the dead and u*********s out onto the street to clean up the floor a bit.By about 5a.m.-5:30a.m. there were only two people left in Britney’s house, herself and Sarah Michelle Gellar.The two sat there conversing over beer and pretzels, they were only slightly tipsy, Sarah was surprised that Britney had managed to keep her wits, Britney was surprised that she had managed. "Ah, back with us?"I didn't know what to say.She held up a bottle of aloe vera. I nodded.She knelt beside me, lifted the blanket she had clearly placed over me while I dozed and squirted cream on the damage she had inflicted on me. I gasped at the cold, then groaned with pleasure as she gently kneaded it into my bruised skin."It's so hot." She murmured, adding more cream. "I'm sorry I had to do that, but it did solve a problem, and I know it's difficult to understand, but I really enjoyed doing.