Once they left, Lisa pulled me up to the bedroom, "We need to talk."I followed her up and sat on the bed while she closed the door and sat down beside...me. "What happened here while we were gone?"I looked her straight in the eye and told her that her mother was some sort of nymphomaniac. Lisa looked back, more confused than before. "So Jake and her did it in the pantry?" Yes, but there's more." I paused. "She did me first in the pantry. I couldn't help myself. I have always wondered what those. G’s mum placed her bag on the bench, as I moved to the opposite bench and put my sports bag on the bench. G was a bit embarrassed but we were only 7 years old so it was’nt that big a deal. ANyway, I watched as Gs mum started to get undressed. taking of her top, she had a white bra on. Then she took her jeans off, she had her back to me at this point, I was geting changed myself. As she tooke her jeans off i saw her arse was amazing, quite round but nice and smooth. She had white cotton knickers. Her thoughts were lucid, clear and precise and yet she would not have been able to speak even if her face had not been contorted so. The surgery had seen to that. A long drool of saliva stretched from her mouth. And yet the stroking of the woman on her lower spine comforted her to. Like they had in that bar that night. That seemed so long ago. So very long ago. She could barely remember her own name. Or that bar. She had been through so much. Her life changed so much. Over and over in her. I found paper and a percussion cap that were ejected from therifle. The size of the bullet that was used tells me that we areprobably looking for a Civil War Colt Revolver rifle. Those particularrifles were notorious for a great deal of blowback when they were firedand they had a tendency to burn the shooter if they weren't careful."Sheriff Thompson looked at her in surprise. He obviously was surprisedthat anyone would be so familiar with firearms and ballistics,especially antique weapons."I.