I looked away, then back. Then I blushed. Yep, I actually blushed because a woman standing in the $2 line with a 20-year-old charge has no business ca...ting eyes on a man in the $50 betting line. That would have been my entire stake for the day, $50 bucks. And he was fixing to blow it on one race. Hopefully, he knows more about horses than I do. We both made our wagers and returned in time for the start of the third race, I lost again and yet another ticket found its way to the pitted concrete. ”“Then fire two rounds.”I aligned the front sight with the red area and squeezed the trigger, adjusted for the recoil, then squeezed the trigger again.“You’re low, and to the left,” Clayton said. “Adjust your aim and fire two more rounds.”I did as he asked.“Better. Fire two rounds, pause, assess, then two more, then pause, assess, and finally two more. Then safe your weapon.”I nodded and did as he asked. By the time I fired the final two rounds, I had zeroed in on center of the target, actually. "So, here we are then, I don't suppose you even know why I'm here, probably for the best that, I'll make it quick and painless you probably won't even feel a thing." Selene finished as her eyes went glassy.Michael felt pressure, like someone was trying to close his head in a very large vise. It was similar to what had happened to him on the plane, this time however it was not nearly as strong.Looking across the table at Selene he watched her concentration increase, he felt the pressure increase. " "You probably won't lose your sex drive. But that means you won't be ableto have anymore c***dren." I told her. To myself I said, "Thank God." This was a load off of my mind. Now maybe she would quit wanting to fuckas often. Maybe she would think about her life and her only c***d. The idea ofmarrying Victoria didn't sound to bad. She was a nice girl. Nice body if she took care of it now that the baby was here. Limda looked at me and said, "I want you to fuck me, right.