If you tell your story before he makes that comparison, you got a shot to help yourself. If he says one of those two samples are a match. We just toss...one of you in a cell and forget you while we wait for the ballistics match from the State Bureau of Investigation's crime lab. At that time one you is a cooked bird." So Seth is there anything you want to tell me?" I asked."Louise told me that Bert was a mean son of a bitch. He hit her and the kids plenty of times. I went to talk to him at his. 'Whoa, whoa, whoa, mister, please. My mother will kill me if you do that. Please, we can work something out if you give me a chance.' Something like what he asked? Hell I didn't know but I will admit being on the edge of desperation. Please. I implored again let's work something out. He hesitated, I suddenly became aware that I was standing in the yard with no underclothes on and I could feel the air flowing under the Tee Shirt I was wearing. He didn't let go of the dog but turned. Next she had to pee. I don’t know what inner conflict she struggled with, but she was definitely a handful. I would soon understand that it was her way to maintain control. Afraid of losing it, she needed alcohol to let go. I eventually got her to hold still long enough to aim my cock at her cunt. I was tired, she was wet, and I wanted to get it done. “Wait, do you have a condom?” “No. Why would I bring condoms? I just met you. I didn’t know—“ “You don’t carry condoms?” she said. “You should. Then finally Kelly spoke up..."Ifwe agree to come with you it will cost you $500.00." I think she believed this might end the conversation. "It's $500.00 then is that it?" he asked. "$500.00 a piece." she replied. "and don't worry we're worth every penny."He stood there as if pondering what he gotten himself into and then................he reached into his suit coat pocket, removed hisbillfold and handed each of us five one-hundred dollar bills. Kelly and I looked at each other and as if to say.