”“You might have a problem getting in contact with me,” I confessed, looking at the handcuffs again.“Ja-well-no-fine. Don’t worry about it. ...ike I said, I’ve got you covered, my china. I’m all over it like white on rice.”In that moment, I truly loved that guy. He rang off and I nodded to the nurse. “Thanks.”I settled back onto the pillow and tried to take stock. I was seemingly under arrest on god-knows how many charges – and with a dead body involved, those could be very extensive – and Summer. I told her that I was done for the night and would be heading back home. She insisted that I have one more drink for the road and then head off. So I landed up drinking some more and chatting up with her. I realised she was slightly tipsy and hence was showing such keen interest in what I had to say. Had she been sober she would not have given a flying fuck! Anyways we both seemed to enjoy each other’s company.Soon she whispered to me if I had seen the view from the terrace. I said I had been. Roger was suffering from the worst case of blue balls that he had ever suffered in his life as he looked down at his mother's boobs. The rug burned orbs were a mouth watering delight to behold. The track across the rug had caused her brutally whipped nipples and newly formed minitits to swell even more then they had before the booby drag race. The rest of her mammary glands were a bright red from the rug burns they had been subject to. He couldn't resist the urge to squeeze, pinch and tweak the. I knew the estate well and went all the way to the back and jumped down to pull a cross bar out of the way on the gate. I led the horses through the gate and turned onto the small track. I closed the gate bar and climbed up and started the horses moving at a slow walk.The bridles I used for the horses did not have bits. As the horses plodded along they tore up grass. It was a couple of hours before I saw the riders. I turned and reached back to grab one of the large kitchen knives, "get in the.