As I close the door I ask you how I may help you. You tell me that I am under arrest. I am in shock. You tell me to put my hands on the wall and sp...ead my legs. You start frisking me. I am wearing blue jeans, no shirt and no shoes. You find a leather strap in my pocket and pull it out. “What am I under arrest for?” I ask. You tell me women in the area have accused me of stalking them. You tell me to stand up straight and place my hands behind my back. I do as I’m told. You place. I must have really been tired as I woke up later than usual, but it was still raining so that could have explained it as well. Picking up my boots I walked to the door looking out at the street as I cleaned as much semi-dried caliche off them as I could knowing full well it was a lost cause. Finally giving up, I put the boots on followed by a slicker, and trudged over to the restaurant where I used another stick to repeat the scraping process on my boots before going inside.Anna took me by the. I told them that I never used one but you hear drivers talk about them on the CB radio. Some lizards even advertise on the CB. Just a quick blow-job usually costs $20 bucks or so. For a quickie fuck it runs around $50. Once in awhile I've heard the really good lizards get up to $100. They were all fascinated by all this asked several more questions. I answered as well as my limited knowledge could. Lot lizards are just a nuisance as far as I'm concerned and I never gave them much thought.. ” She offered a cup for Michele to deposit the remainder of the pig’s blood. Michele held her nose as she did. Outside the basement windows the streets were dark and quiet, the other trick or treaters all back home by now. Zoe shut the basement door and lit the black candle. It made just barely enough light to see by. Then she said, “Are you ready?”“No,” said Michele (around a mouthful of Kit Kat). Zoe rolled her eyes. “This was all your idea, remember?” That was sort of true. Michele had seen.