” Deputy Smith said and started walking back into the building. She led them up to a conference room on the top floor just outside the sheriff’s o...fice. She showed them into the room and introduced them. “Gentlemen this is Matthew Murphy and Molly Risinger.”There were three men seated at the far side of the conference table. The one on the left was an ancient looking Native American; he looked frail but radiated strength and power, in the middle was a white man around Matt’s father’s age and on. Penny stands up again with Jacks help but feeling aroused by the nature of his attempt to stop her fall, she turns to him in her drunken state, obviously not thinking clearly. “Wow, Jack,” she murmurs as she faces him. “That cock of yours felt pretty big on my back.” Her hands reach out towards his crotch and he steps back hurriedly. “Aunt Penny, I think you should go to bed now.” He mumbles, knowing if she were to touch him, he’d not be able to resist the raging desire building up in him. “Oh,. I knew what was meant by 'someonelike me.' I hung my head and looked at my purse. I felt like cryingagain."On the other hand, the state requires all students to take a physicaleducation class." She paused, looked thoughtful for a moment. "Waithere a minute, honey," she said. She left the office, leaving the dooropen. I sat there and listed to the hubbub of the office. I could hearMrs. Barkley's talking to another woman out there but couldn't followwhat they were saying. I picked up and. Like years? ... maybe.Placing her perfumed handkerchief over her nose and taking very shallow breaths only as often as absolutely necessary, she was peeking in backdoors up the street ... the tannery end ... and down the street ... the stable end when a canvas bag was thrust over her head and the drawstring tightened just enough to stop what little breath she had.It would be exceptionally unfair and a complete distortion of the facts to say... She fell like a ton of bricks. Conversely, it would.