The three of us dribbled our soccer balls back to the house from the park. One of my rules for the boys was that they couldn't pick up and carry a soc...er ball. They had to dribble it wherever they went, except for crossing a street. They were running ahead of me, then turning and dribbling back to circle behind me before racing ahead again, using both feet to keep the ball moving. They were both anxious to show their mom what they had been learning, and I was very pleased with the way they had. She took bite of my ears. She told me I want to go in shop get umbrella and go back at home. I will put saree , will put hair braid and then go. I told wait dear, rain is still there. Your clothes are still wet. How you can go? She told me to give my wife clothes for today, tomorrow she will return to me. I told I will give her old saree so that nobody will come to know. She said OK and thanks with beautiful smile.I told wait for some time. Outside climate is such nice and we are alone. I should have known betterjust a few strokes won't hurt my time I tell myself as my hand slides up and down my shaft imagining your hand stroking my cock I lean back against the shower wallin heat of my moment I'm jolted back as the shampoo bottle lands on top of my footcursing I quickly rinse off grab the towel and dry myselfheading back to the bedroom the towel accentuates my erection bulging outwardupon entering the bedroom I find you in all your naked glory lying there covers thrown aside. The bullet must have struck at extreme range. It was barely under the skin and wedged against a rib. Had it entered his back, the man would have a serious lung wound that Bill could not do anything about, but this was a minor wound that had just bled a lot.We how had plenty of medical supplies, so Bill chased everybody but June out of the room while he worked on the wound. It was a simple matter to remove the bullet and clean the wound. The man was treated and finished in about an hour and left.