What they hid was the severe internal damage caused by the hydrostatic shock wave of the bullet punching through all that liquid-filled soft tissue. T...at was the part of the wound that was not casually visible. It was this overlooked damage that killed people.At first glance, someone missing an arm must be in a far more life-threatening situation than someone with a little hole in their chest, but that was usually not the case. It had taken a fair amount of street experience to learn just how. I shook my head, moving past the display and an upended trashcan that spewed litter onto the pockmarked sidewalk. The street was quiet. Seemed even crime took the day off now and then.The screen in the next store fizzed to life offering coffee and a slab of cake for ten bucks. Just how I like it; hot, black and rich. That was the trouble with the city. Everything inescapably personalized, based on tastes and behavior and past purchases. No room to try anything new. Data drove everything. It was. “God, your massive,” she swooned She looked up into my face and offered me her lips.There was just the sound of our breath against each other.It was one of life’s pivotal moments.Would my chaste prim mother like to be a sordid slut occasionally?Should I indulge her or decline? Her lips came close again.I caught her full lower lip gently between my teeth, stretching it and letting it pop loose. I gave her a full kiss and our tongues duelled for a minute while our hips writhed together.“Guess you. Then Emily a while later realized she didn’t know where her sister was so she looked around and yelled her name and decided to climb a tree on a big branch to look out and yell her name. Then she realized a nest behind her and picked up an egg and heard a screech and saw a big bird and it clucked at her head and she jumped off and sprained her ankle and she hopped away as it bit her again and she gets knocked down and it continues before one picks her up and kept a hold on and put her in the.