You might as well give us your money." Shall we make it four $100s and $400 then?" You really mean it?" Sure. Why not? I'm sure you guys can afford $1...0 each can't you?"While I was talking I was also grabbing a cue from the rack and leaning over the table ready to take a shot. I said, "I'll shut my eyes when my cue is pulled back and hold them shut until after I've stood up after the shot, like this." I demonstrated what I meant, which was really me practicing to make sure I could do it. I. How was she to know that the bastard she'd killed was a respected circuit Judge? The whole thing was a frame up that made mine look like a safe conviction. She'd admitted straight away that she'd killed the man, kicked him in the head so hard he'd died, but what was she supposed to do when she stormed into that hotel room to find him screwing her lover's bleeding body? Say 'thank you sir and bless you for murdering the only human being I have ever loved, and by the way, why not kill me too. "I explained the procedure, laid a line of powder on the table, rolled the paper into a tube and handed it to Rosemary."Place the end of the tube in a nostril, my child, and sniff along the line of powder in one steady movement."She did as requested. A few moments passed, then I saw the look of euphoria creep across her face as the powder worked its magic."I feel wonderful, Professor, never better in my life." Rosemary giggled, and transformed from a pale, drab female to a glowing, sparkling. Most nights he'd find a site with a few pussy pictures and he'd be rock hard, trying to imagine what it must feel like to slip your thing into that warm, wet mystery. Twenty seconds later he'd be doing the old five-knuckle-shuffle and reaching for the Kleenex. This girl wouldn't let him; it wasn't that he didn't find her sexy - she was really hot. No, it was the way she looked at him, weighing him up like she knew what he was thinking. She looked so real that it would have been no surprise if.