The last of the corpses from downstairs was being photographed prior to loading onto a waiting gurney for transfer to the police morgue."What have we ...ot Pete?" he asked Detective Sergeant Sands, who was busy unrolling a tape cordon."Four dead here," Sands replied. "Another four upstairs, including Mason the owner." Weapons?" These boys were shot with a Weston. Two slugs in each, centre mass." Very messy. How do you know it was a Weston?" Found two of them on the stairs, right next to eight. I proposed in our senior year before she got to the offensive line. She said, "Yes," and we married six months after graduation. As I said, over the years sex lost it's excitement. Although we both knew it had become a dull routine, neither of us talked about it. She might have been afraid of hurting my feelings. For my part, I didn't want Lynn to think that she was no longer sexy and beautiful. On our anniversary, we had a few glasses of wine and decided to watch a movie. During a love scene,. You really want to be this?''''yes let me go iam cindy I dont know any Mathiew , i want to go home ''''these black guy dont care about you they just making you into a pet they can abuse dont you understand''''no they are all very nice guy i want to go now''''god I cant believe this, what your parents are gonna think , what am I supposed to say''''let me go''and he had no choice but let him go''iam sorry tp say this but even if we go get him, he will not want to go back with you, i tried with. He looked ahead to days of nothingness if he could not travel back to the sweeter end of the spectrum. Yes, it was tricky business, this state of aloneness. ‘I should have bought a television,’ he panted as he rounded a corner. His blonde ideal did not appear. It might be the rain. Maybe she had peeked out at the gray sky and slid back into bed and snuggled up to whomever she had slept with. It was sure that she had someone to sleep with. The young and strong, the beautiful, those who were.