.. they were... Okay, but why not just use a gun? Why a machete?”“It was actually my wife’s machete. She got it from her mom, you know. Family h...irloom. Figured she would like that if…” He breathed deep before sinking onto the bed, the picture in hand. “I know that isn’t what she would’ve wanted from me. But, I couldn’t just let it lie. No one is going to remember her name. Or why she died. To the rest of the people, she didn’t matter. But, she mattered to me.”“What was her name?”“Ramona. Her. He did not see her face but he discovered her dagger, it was placed to insure his silence. She gave him a scar “to collaborate” his impossible story. After the encounter that man spread tales of his friend “heroically” aborting an assassination. “The woman with those high skills must be working for one of the cartels.” Well, I guess self-aggrandizement was what one expected from that breed of swine.I filled her in on 49, Irene did not know my involvement with the gang, and was stunned to learn. He could see his balls, but there was no way he could touch them. His cock, however, was entirely out of sight."That's the belt installed, it shouldn't be too uncomfortable," said Dr Adams as he picked up a remote control from his briefcase. "This will lock everything in place," he explained as he aimed the remote towards the buckle of the belt.Jamie noticed the belt's buckle flash then display some text. It had a battery percentage and in red writing, the word "LOCKED". He placed his hands. . from home. I made reasonable money in doing it for one, but the best part of my job was the fact I could do it from home, wearing whatever the hell I felt like wearing when I did. No extra expenses for gas, clothing or things like that, which made the amount of money I did make on each editing job, go even further.Where Susan's idea came into play, was the fact that Rob and I still hadn't gotten around to finishing up what would eventually be my downstairs office. At the moment, I worked.