It was perched on the metal pole like a giant parrot, the pink glow of the needles that protruded from the weapon’s ammo compartment illuminating it... reptilian face.Instinct kicked in, he needed to act fast, and he wasn’t going to get anything done by hanging around and letting them close the jaws of the trap that they had set for him. He stayed low, keeping the cars between him and the building, running in a hunched position as though he was navigating a trench. Fortunately, the vehicles were. "Katie and Margie helped Mom with the preparation of food for Christmas on Monday and Tuesday, but rested quite a bit. I helped her when they were tired. Christmas was on Wednesday this year, but my wives were too tired to go to midnight services. We were all worried about how things would go when all of my siblings and their families showed up on Christmas afternoon.They and their families began arriving just after 1:30 that afternoon for Christmas dinner. There were presents under the tree,. The bus stops, the sudden jolt giving us incredible pleasure but also forcing us to stay extra quiet for a moment as people get in and off. Some take a look at you as they pass by, they just shrug and step out of the bus.My fingers, supporting your butt softly squeeze it, knowing full well we both can't move until the bus rides again. You lean my head back a bit, your ears only a hairs width from my mouth. You feel my deep breathing in your ear.The bus starts driving again and you feel me. They were facing a monster cougar that looked like it was about to leap at one of them. Without a thought for his own safety, Andy pulled his Spencer from it scabbard and lay down a rain of bullets on the fierce-looking animal. It was impossible to tell which bullet might have killed the beast, but it was dead by the time Andy had fired his 6th shot.The two women screamed, again, but this time in relief and delight as he laid the animal low. They had truly been frightened, since they were much.