Shitty job, shitty house, tired wife. There was not much more room for him to give a fuck about anything.Mark gave the 'shhh' sign as they walked to h...r bedroom in the back of the house. The twins were long asleep, her mom would be dead to the world for the next several hours. Mark closed the door behind them. Locking it, and moving stuff in front of it to make sure. "Now, how about you explain what really happened today." Mark said as he moved her to the bed.Beth told him about the butt. We married young. Believe me when I tell you that we both were virgins when we got married. She thought, being poor, the only thing that she had to cherish was her virtue and self-respect and I loved her integrity and strength. When money first started coming in she was hell bent on saving it. Then she started interacting with the families of my older associates who had been earning for the last decade or so, slowly building their dream life. Carrie decided to copy their lifestyle, but instead. A bloated and fat evil creature of hate sat upon a massive throne made of steel and bones. Orange and blue fires burned brightly all around the large room. They monster growled, with no lips but large visible gums the monster stared at her with slit evil red eyes, three horns, two on each side, one broken and one in the middle of its head. It wore a small loin cloth, not enough to cover the massive member beneath it. Its intestines had long blown from its bloated belly and had pieces of flesh. "I thanked the marshal and left to find Lightfoot. I was impressed when I talked to him and hired him on the spot. We went to supper and spent a lot of time talking about what I expected from him as a deputy and how he expected to do his new job. Six hired and four to go, I was making progress.I was riding toward the next town on my list when I heard a tremendous explosion. When I jerked around, I saw a great pall of smoke and dirt. Not knowing what this was, I thought that it might need some.