When both gates were secure, the barge backed off using engines and the holding lines then came to a full stop, allowed the tension to come off the li...es as the crewman replaced the securing pins into the pivots. The crewmen disconnected the lines from the bollards and holding onto two each, the crewmen were winched to the barge. They moved across the secured gates and strapped themselves into their bench. The barge then rotated around and powered off towards the foundry."Neat" had muttered. One Ear sang like bird, but information vague. No name. No motive. No common ties not already known. But got an address and a time. Third and Urfield St., diner. Midnight-ish. Two days. Spent first night finding switchbox. Finding phone lines. Finding good crowbar. Broke into diner, had to find out what made place so special. Recon inside revealed nothing unusual. No drugs, guns, books with ‘Why I Kill Boys’ in gold letters across bound black leather. No ugly ties. No way to avoid it… must be. “Would you look at that?” Kyle said pointing.There were twenty antelope mixed right in among the horses. It looked like even the wild things were huddling near the ranches. We discussed whether it was a good thing to have them up where we could protect them or whether having the deer around the ranch would entice the wolves down lower as well. One thing was for sure, we needed to start bringing each horse up to the barn once a week to curry come spring, so we could check for ticks. Mixing wild. “Cunts wear too much makeup,” Clara said, smiling. “Something has to be done.” She glanced at Twitter. People were starting to guess she was the owner of @realgossip. She wasn't sure how, personal data was so easy to get to these days, but she didn't care. Let them all know she was behind it.She typed: “Did you know, to prevent girls from using too much makeup the security guard 'randomly' skull fucks the girls with his giant cock and covers them with his huge load? #BlackTears.