Pehle toh hum bahut enjoy karte thay, par shaadi ke 2 saal ke baad usay mera lund bekaar lagne laga. Par mujhe uspe vishwaas tha ke who kbi mujhe chea... nahi karegi, par main galat tha, ek din ki baat hai, hamaareGhar uska bahut puraana dost milne aaya jo school mein uska classmate hua karta tha. Who uske saath kuch zaada e frank ho rahi thi, muje laga ke puraane frnds hain itna toh chalta hi hai.Who kuch zaada e flirt kar rai thi uske saath, phir who chala gaya par meri neelam bahut e khush. Her count was "Five men - definite. Six women, I think, wellanyway three women definite, I think. And four trannies. Well threedefinitely, and four could be women, but..."This train of thought served only to confuse her more and the time flew asshe danced and drank and had shouting-right-into-the-ear conversationswith about half of the circle of obviously long term friends. She learnedand promptly forgot names, and had to strain to glean clues so shewouldn't embarrass herself, by getting them. " No sir," I said, raising my rifle so I had both hands on it. I thumbed it to half-cock. It made a fine, solid noise. It was awful quiet out there, not even any crows or roosters at their duties."Damn blockheaded colonial," he yelled and swung at me with his riding crop. I raised my weapon and it took the blow, and then I held on to my rifle with my left hand and grabbed his whip with my right and pulled. I guess he had a strap looped around his wrist 'cause he came flying right out the saddle. Apparently hearing his wife, Patrick bellowed out "We're OK! We're OK! We're OK!" There followed twenty or thirty seconds of silence, then Randy called out "It's over! You can get up!"The owner of the shrieking SUV must have been waiting at the door for an all clear, because he dashed out with his fob and brought a merciful end to the clamor. He stood looking in dismay at the two windows that had been taken out by Alex's stray shot.Out at the tree line, Randy was gaping at the two bodies in.