Then I see why, as I step out the front o’ the Manor. Blues lined up ready for a showdown, and that sweet lookin’ lady I clubbed. She’s pointin�...� at me like I’m the one what was gonna kill her. Stupid lady, I saved you. Idiots. I’m not a murderer. At best I’m a world class thief. They order me to put my hands up. ‘PUT YOUR HANDS UP!’ I put my hands up. The seams under the arms o’ my new tuxedo rip. It reminds me o’ a bad deodorant commercial. Raise your hands. Sure. Cept’ I’m not sure. I’m not. It took time, but soon they were removing each brick cautiously, being careful not to step on those bricks which covered the Cat. Rising, one of the men stopped the digging, then raised his hand toward the SUV, motioning to the men.The driver, a short, thin man exited the car and ran to the quartet of diggers. He looked down at the figure, while one of the men knelt beside her in the rubble, his hand under the tattered costume at her neck. Turning his head upward he stared at Steven, then. Caramel skin, auburn hair and green eyes. Kate was 5'4" thin pale and black hair like a raven and the sweetest little button butt you ever saw in a pair of jeans. After driving around most of the evening we ended up back at Kate's house to use the hot tub. It was set out back with pergola set on top with sliding doors for privacy. I stopped and got my trunks Kate already was at home and Amy decided to just go in her underwear. Well with the moon up the breeze blowing and the water steaming more. Her blonde hair flows out around her, the brilliant color in contrast with the dark green grass. “I wonder if being married and having children so young is worth it.”“It can have its benefits,” Rick says as he steps from the water. “You can have your children grow up and still be fairly young to enjoy the rest of your life with your husband.”“And the downside is to miss out on a lot because you were once young enough to it, and then you can’t,” she adds.“That’s partially true,” the man.