While walking I noticed a girl who was alone and seemed she was all alone and came to enjoy the festival in park st I stopped over there and started n...ticing her well to describe her looks she must be around 25 tall around 5’6 awfully hot and busty she was wearing a denim and jacket but was prominent enough to show her huge breast inside then after few minutes.I went close to her and gave her a smile and to my luck she smiled back and then without wasting a moment I said hi to her and she. With the affection borne of 30 years of marriage, she reached over and lightly stroked his arm. Theirs was a good marriage. Early on, they had struggled, working hard to build their import/export business and to get to know each other.The business was doing very well. Their marriage was sound. Their sex life was adequate if not exciting. They had sex at least once per week. She smiled as she added a mental caveat: more if they were drinking. Last month on the family trip to the lake they fucked. The mannequin is for a bigger person.”“Okay. Just put them on.” By this time, she was quivering with excitement and could barely hold still.It took about 30 minutes until Johnny was satisfied that the harness fit. Then he started on the bridle. It didn’t have a bit but still took some jiggering until it fit well enough that it wouldn’t fall off. During all of this, Johnny’s hands roamed over her body. Neither of them really noticed. Beth because she was so excited. Johnny because he was. I had made myself a 'target of opportunity'.He had apparently decided to take me out on his own, right then and there. It was unfortunate for him, that a Boston police officer had been in front of a nearby building, and witnessed the entire thing. The police officer had drawn his weapon, but I had been hit by then. The officer had had no choice but to shoot the gunman down. I made a mental note to send some sort of 'thank you' to the officer.I contemplated going back in time, and stopping.