He was caught as tightly as if he had stepped into a bear trap until he was free to twist around and sit up. No way could he do that now. His only hop... was that Jim could come to his rescue.Hearing the shot and not knowing any details, the three men beside the coach ducked under it and tried to hide. It wasn't much shelter, but it made them feel a little bit better. At least, they were out of Jane's way as she shot at Jake and hit him in the hip. Her shot at Bill was a little better and caught. The last thing she intended to do was stand there and let some well dressed, well educated, and well financed jerk make fun of her. She had experienced enough of that on the streets to last a lifetime. With a smirking grin, Richard hinted with strong suggestion, ‘And Miss Amber, just what would you be willing to do for a few dollars?’ Her eyes almost glowed with rage as she spat, ‘FUCK YOU and all the other assholes in the world. I would rather starve than degrade myself for food… or money… or. Eventually he decided on a lucky (or unlucky for her) seven pictures that clearly showed the girl who was the focus of his anger apparently alone in the office with her tits and cunt on display, in the throes of orgasm and sitting on a boardroom table naked with her legs open. His final task for the night was to compose and print a note to accompany them. Arriving early to the office the following morning he recovered his cameras and subsequently passed a largely uneventful day in meetings,. He was surprised because he quite honestly had never expected to see her again.Rob and Deb had grown up together. Their families living only one block apart in the small lake side community they had grown up in. What a difference that single block made in their lives though. The street that had seperated Rob's block from Deborah's was also the dividing line between two counties. Because of this the bus that Robin rode to school each day took him to one town, while the bus Deborah rode delivered.