"Yes, I'm Karin Saunders." Ma'am, I'm Sgt. Wilson, this is Sgt. Hague. We'd like you to come downtown with us to answer some questions."Karin had neve... had any contact with the authorities. She didn't ask why, she didn't even think of refusing. She simply sighed, stepped into the hallway, closing and locking the door behind her and went with the two officers.An hour later, she sat in the small windowless interrogation room in shock. From the gist of the questions, she had pieced together that. . Tell me about you."He was still smiling, maybe contemplating my request. "Well, I'm Paul..."He reached across the table and we shook hands, I giggled - I had betterwatch my margarita intake. "How old do you think I am?"That threw me, but I guessed. "Thirty... Thirty-five..." Not bad... I'm thirty-six," a pause. "Do you think I'm single, married,or divorced?"Oh... He was younger than I had originally thought - which was about theforty mark - but you always guessed less, right? Single. All of the Negro men handed the reins to their wives and took up their shotguns. They capped them and cocked them, but went no further in preparing to shoot.This must have frightened one of the men escorting Wade, because he cocked his pistol and turned toward me. He did not have time to put me in danger before two shotguns were discharged. The fool was blown into mincemeat by all of the buckshot that hit him. Several other men tried to shoot, but all of them were eliminated by shotgun blasts.. Shaking we went into the bed room I was ordered to stand there while he looked at me which did get me excited then grabbing my hands tied them tight behind my back now helpless he ask me if I wanted a blindfold mmmmm no I said ok then he pushed me onto the bed hard my heart jumped and then slap slap slap firm hits on my ass working around my bum with each hit I could feel the redness building up my voice got louder with each hard hit, then was the inspection raising my dress to see his handy.