There was some family event happening, so I was going to stay over for the night and head home the next day. I arrived at my uncle's house and was int...oduced to Justine. It was crazy seeing her. I had a rough idea of what she looked like but no real specifics.She was small and cute, maybe 5" 2' or so with slightly longer than shoulder length brown hair. She had a nice smile, sparkly eyes and an amazing cleavage. I'd never thought of her as a woman or imagined her in that light but seeing her. The closet reeks of body odor and human waste. The man has not moved from his corner in three days. A band with a yellow patch identifying him as Jewish is tied around his left arm. There are a number of fresh scars on his face. Cigarette burns, an imprint from a skull ring, several cuts and bruises. His hair is caked with blood from a wound which should have been stitched and is now growing infected. He sucks at his fingers, closing his eyes tight to shut out the taste of blood, to shut out. Main room mein chala gaya to Monika bhi aa gayi us room mein bed tha aur TV bhi. Hum bed par baith gaye maine TV on kar diya. Humne Star Movies chala rakha tha usmein hot kissing seen chal raha tha to main change karne laga to Monika ne kaha yahi chalne do. Wo khisk kar mere paas aa gayi aur dheere se mera hath pakad liya. Meri sanse tez ho gayi. Ab meri himmat bhi badh gayi to maine puccha ki Monika tumne kabhi kiss kiya hai to usne kaha nahi. To maine kaha main tumhe kiss karna chahta hun to. But I’d rather have the men and drugs locked up. He sits down to chat with Pat while a stream of small farmers in pickup trucks arrive to collect ’their’ mules and take them home.The next Monday Sarge drops Pat at school before he visits Q to sell him a bunch of guns he no longer needs. Naturally Q pays less than what he’ll sell them for, but it’s still ’found money’ for Sarge. He keeps ten percent to pay for the ammunition expended and he gives the rest of the money to local charities who help.