I heard three gunshots and saw these two guys running out of the building. One was carrying a shotgun. I tried to mentally take the shotgun away from ...im but he was hanging onto it just tight enough that he pulled the trigger just before I could get it away from him. He shot his accomplice point-blank right in the back! I then took the shotgun and beat the guy over the head with it several times. I don’t know if I killed him or not, but, because I tried to get the shotgun away from him, I KNOW. "Home" of course, just meant the RV Park. We were in an (expensive) beachside park south of the city, and although the beach consisted of only four or five feet of weedy looking sand, it was a pretty nice spot to park an RV, all the same. Two hours after the round, we were sprawled in beach chairs outside the vehicle, each of us with a tall cold one in hand."Sixty-fucking-six!" I announced. "Six under for the round. Fucka-fucka-fucka!" Hey, it's only 18 holes," Tess said. This was our routine.. To use the bathroom? To have a beer to wash down her lovers salty cum? I sat in my car for about a half an hour trying to talk myself in to going into the bar and I finally decided that this would not be the best time to confront Helen and discuss what had just happened. I started to turn the key in the ignition when the side door opened and Helen came out. She got in her car, started it up and drove over to the side door. A guy came out and got in the car and Helen drove to the back of the lot. "There's only one other option" he pulledout his cell phone."No! No!" Jeri whimpered and tried to grab it off him. He easily avoidedher, staring at her dancing breasts in delight as she vainly reached forthe phone.He pressed a button and she heard it ringing.She whined and struggled, trying to get it off him. She couldn't let it happen! She couldn't! She could see Frank throwingopen the door and everyone flooding in, staring and laughing at her asshe stood there as she did now, trying vainly to.