Catherine realized the effect it was having, and came over to comfort her young protegee. She gave Sara a hug and assured her they would get through ...his and find the responsible culprit. The veteran redhead told her there was nothing more they could do at the crime scene, and suggested she get some rest. Sara never moved. The visibly shaken brunette just stared down at the body, trying to figure what she could have done to prevent this. Catherine offered her younger co-worker a ride home. The talk around the table was all about the new cars. Tara was ecstatic about having a station wagon to haul things around. Edwina couldn’t wait to show her school chums her new wheels and Cary just wanted her own car. She might have been happy with a jalopy just as long as it ran. I was happy that they were all happy. The dealer told us to come after lunch on Saturday for all four vehicles.As we cleared the table and all pitched in to wash and dry the dishes, I got several hugs in appreciation. What about you? The last I remember you were banging that little brunette with the nice tits.”“That would be my beloved wife and the mother of my children you’re talking about,” I answered.“And the tits?” he said, laughing.“Even nicer!” We laughed loud and long at that.“Good for you! So, how the hell did you ever end up in this shithole? I used to think you had principles!”“Really? A Kegger with principles? Hard to even imagine!” I replied.“Come on, give!”I gave an elaborate sigh. “Remember the. You see, it looked like Adam really was loving that, and it's a shame not to share with friends, isn't it?" Eric was looking at me, like a wolf looks at a chicken.Realizing what they intended, I tried to get up and run. I actually made it to my feet and had planted one foot in front of the other, when suddenly hand were on my arms, my waist, and grabbing my red hair."Nope! You have to share with the rest of the class!" Eric gleefully laughed, as I was pulled back to the couch and forced back.