We’ll each carry one with us at all times, and I’ll carry an extra .45 with plenty of loaded clips.”“Yes – that was one thing daddy actually...insisted I do. He took me to the firing range and his friends put me through all the training classes on a personal basis. I was eighteen at the time and I’ve always carried a gun since then. My little Walther .380, loaded with hollow-points, is at the bottom of a lake back there on the washed-out road, in my Jeep with all my other ID... “Until I can have. David walked into the lounge and found his mother sitting on the couch with her legs crossed; her skirt had ridden up exposing a nice expanse of silken-hosed thigh."Sit here beside me David," Michele patted the cushion beside her.David sat beside his mother; uncomfortably closer than he would normally sit."The good news is I've been promoted and I've also been given a large pay rise." That's wonderful," David beamed a genuine smile at his mother.He looked lovingly into her heavily made-up face. Alistair messaged to say she would be sent home safe and sound but that she may be quite used and soiled. This was music to my ears. He added she was having a great time.I fell asleep and she still wasn’t home on me getting up at about 9am.At about 10am she pulled up in the same taxi that had taken her the previous evening.This time she was in the front.As the car stopped the guy got out and came around to open her door. He was a middle aged Pakistani guy (55 as I would find out, and called. I wanted to see what was going to happen the next night at camp.’ We laughed together. The Sandaway, an older building, stood three blocks from the beach. Betty, who looked like Mrs. Santa Claus on vacation, greeted Spooky by name. ‘So good to see you, Janet!’ ‘Good to be seen!’ ‘Another year already.’ ‘Yeah. I’ve got a friend with me this year. Not a problem?’ ‘Of course not! It’s good, actually.’ ‘Randi Klinger,’ I said past Spooky. ‘Randi. Good. I’m Betty. Welcome.’ Our room was small, but.