. Sheriff Shingle and Judge Shingle were in the office for their weekly pinochle game. Sammy Shingle made up the fourth.June Shingle was keeping score...because the Judge had been known to be inaccurate in his addition.Billy Shingle was dealing because they all know how to false shuffle, false cut, culling, stacking, bottom dealing, seconds, double dealing and center deal.Court Recorder Bethanne Shingle was sitting in a dark corner playing with the video camera that Judge Shingle had bought with. ” I walk back to the bed and move swiftly to you. I grab you up with my good arm and crush your mouth against mine.“You just made this a lot more interesting,” I say as I pull you into me harder.You’re terrified, all thoughts of escape gone. I push you back onto the bed roughly and watch your body bounce. Your breasts are big enough to slap you in the face. I cover you with my body and grab you hard with both hands. With my shoulder screaming and bleeding down my chest, I lay on you and attack. " June said, "We had something they wanted worse than we wanted to keep it." She fumbled around in her mind a bit ... then she said, "Jimmy ... did you deposit the check?" Ah..." I hauled out my wallet. There ... in it's folded glory ... hiding out in the secret pocket ... was my mistake. "Um ... no."The lawyer snatched it out of my hand. "The Smith gave you two hundred thousand dollars and this airplane for what?" Give it back." Uh Uh ... tell." Did you know these turbine powered aircraft fly. It was a 50/50 deal because a face scarf acted to keep the road dust out of your mouth and nose. I had my .38 inside my pocket with my hand on the trigger. My M16 was slung muzzle down but ready for action. They may have had bad intentions, but we never found out. I got knocked on my ass by an explosion of some magnitude. I figured it was a near miss by an incoming rocket, but then I realized I never heard any incoming. The ground started to shake and I thought maybe we were having an.