Her jeans shifted down again, but this time he was able to see the top front of her pink thong. When he finally made it to their door, her jeans and t...ong were barely on her hips. He nearly dropped her when he saw the top of her dark pubic hair patch! Tempted to just pull down her jeans and thong and give her hairy pussy a good licking, eating, and fucking, Hank had to get her inside since they were out in the courtyard for everyone to see. He got her inside, carried her up the stairs to her. Just then a filthy form appeared in front of Ken."You ok, buddy?" slurred a voice. The smell of the man was of sweat, bad wine, and urine all mixed into a horrible odor.Ken dragged himself to his feet."I'm fine," Ken croaked."Suit yourself," answer the man as he shuffled on down the street.Just then, Ken noted a heavy shape in his coat pocket... his pistol.Revenge, he thought. There must be a way to find truth and to exact revenge on someone.He resolutely started trying to retrace his steps. I got the car back up to 90km/hr. A couple of minutes down the road, we went down through a low dip and angled up the other side. It wasn’t even a real range just a couple of big hills, but the road here had needed some serious work for a while and had a couple of steep sections.The road did a sharp right turn as it worked its way around the hill. The route then twisted back down and to the left and then crossed a short narrow two-lane bridge that was more of a causeway, as it often flooded in. The next morning I showered, stripped my bed and put everything I was wearing last night in the wash. I don't usually go to bed dirty; but digging that grave last night, took it out of me, for some reason.I went and checked on the computer. It informed me it was functioning nominally, and was standing by. It also said it had several messages waiting from my older self when I had time to view them. Great. I went to the kitchen and thought over my yesterday.While I cooked breakfast and put the.