.. I could see the bullet moving toward the face. A shadow of the bullet formed ... grew smaller ... the tip of the bullet touched a dot ... a pimple ..... the pimple grew, so slowly. The grooves, barely moving as they spun the bullet, keeping it burrowing into the skin. It began to flatten as the hollow point touched the bone. It spread, four copper arms slowly extending as the bullet continued on its way. The lead core flattening so slowly. Her eyes had a flutter, the beginning of a blink. The. Her wig today was that hideous shade of red that no real person ever had.The manager shuddered a bit. Sympathy for a mannequin? He snorted to clear his mind of such a notion so he could get back to doing his job. Watching the boy, that was his job at the moment.Still the boy stood and stared and now the manager noticed something else. The boy, probably not more than 11 or 12, maybe 13, stood with one foot forward and on his toes; one hand clasped to his chest and the other extended downward. " The teenager pointed to the wall at the end of the entrance. Evelyn didn't see how she had missed it. Evelyn was also familiar with threats by service people to convince customers to do as they wished."I'll take my chances," she replied as she turned for the bathroom.Five minutes later Evelyn returned to the dining room. Instead of being the only one in line, she was been downgraded to number five."I'm sorry, but you folks are going to have to wait until the room clears some." The teenager. . you are in trouble!”I laughed and then cried out “Oh no.. not Trouble!!” as James picked my up over his should, slapped my ass and carried me to the bedroom. I could not stop laughing and he tossed me onto the bed, making me bounce as I landed. Crawling backwards toward the headboard I was smiling playfully as James stripped off his clothes like it was a time Olympic event. When he pulled off his boxers his cock sprang free, proudly erect and pointing straight at me. “Is that for me?” I said.