.. I... er... just wanted to get a female's opinion on something and... well... I guess I thought... you... er... might be able to help me out," Jack ...tammered."Why don't you ask Denise?" inquired Staci, as she led Jack into the kitchen and poured him a cup of coffee, "she was female last I checked." That's just it, it's about Denise," Jack replied heavily."Gee really," quipped Staci, "I never would've guessed. Ok, sit down and let's talk. What's going on?" Well, we got to talking yesterday and. I'll pay you for what I use, but I will kill you if you try to touch her!"He backed off and sat down on a nearby chair. He pulled a whiskey bottle from a pocket and drank from it while I worked. Fortunately, I knew in general what to do, so I got Jane to lie down and let me apply the chloroform. As soon as she went out, I pulled off her pants and cleaned the area around the wound with alcohol. I spent two hours digging for trash, dead flesh, bullet, and bone chips. Yes, the bullet had hit her. " she said as she put the salad in front of me.We ate our salads and decided it was time to go home, I was feeling quite unfulfilled with the salad but decided I'd make myself a sandwich when we got back to the house.When we arrived home Sue asked me to put the bags up in our room and she'd make us a couple of drinks. I struggled to get all the bags up stairs, but managed it in two trips.I returned to the living room where Sue was sitting on the couch, she reached over to the table and handed. “It was because of where you touched me,” she said back, giving out a smile.“Where I touched you?” I asked her. Not knowing what she meant.“Where you touched me, dude,” she replied back, with a more wider smile and wider opened eyes and a hand gesture pointing at her boobs.I was like, oh shit now I have done it. I was scared and shocked and I didn’t know what to do, except to said that I was sorry for touching her boobs without any intention of touching it.“It’s ok,” she giggled. “But in.