"You keep Louie from getting in our way?" I say."But I can't fight." Alys says watery as her eyes fill with tears. "I ain't no fighter." You're in luc..., cause Louie sure isn't one either," Diana says and hands Alys one of her skinning knives. "If Louie wakes up stab him in the gun shot with this. He should faint again."Alys looks up at Diana in horror, " I can't do that, I mean he's a wounded man," she looks pleadingly at me. "Chronos you're a healer tell her this is not right."I nod and look. Why else would your prick be in your hand outside your pants?" She was grinning at me, as I could see from the light shining through her window. We were both right under her window. "Did you know Mom and Dad were gone tonight? Don't be so worried Jimmy. I won't tell. I knew you were out here almost the whole year." And she giggled. She open her kimono and her body was still naked. Glorious! She dropped the robe and then she began to touch herself. Her left hand was kneading her huge tits and. He strolled along, unwinding. He would save the pleasure of smoking his cigar until he was seated, a foot propped on the opposite knee when he could give it the attention it merited. He liked the routine of it. The only thing missing would be his glass of port, but that would keep until he was back at home, perhaps able to savor it on the patio. A gust of wind pushed at his face, making him glad for his jeans and light leather jacket. His evening sojourns would soon be coming to a close for the. Johnnie Boynes caught Tim as he walked into the locker room. The rest of the players weren’t quiet. They were all distracted and quietly questioning each other to discover the latest rumor details.“What the fuck is going on, man? It’s like everybody is walkin’ on eggshells,” Tim asked his normally talkative friend.“I guess you haven’t heard then,” Johnnie answered quietly.“Heard what?”“Apparently, the question of who shot up the party on Friday night might be solved,” Johnnie replied. Tim just.