It wasn't fair!"No," she said out loud as her chin trembled with grief. Just then her phone rang. Hoping it was Justine she opened it instantly. "H-he...lo?" she gasped."You need to get over here ASAP," Heather's voice said. "I'm at Tina's house." Why?" Alina said but Heather had already hung up.Alina knew where Tina, a senior and cheerleader like Heather, lived because Heather had brought her over there a few times to fuck some guys for the Game. She lived right around the corner. Not wanting to. "Stop it ... or I won't be able to concentrate at all in my meeting this afternoon!" That's the idea!"They traveled for a while in silence, just enjoying the scenery of late-summer Ireland, her hand resting on his knee. She resisted the temptation to let her hand move higher, trying hard not to distract him too much since he was driving on the 'wrong' side of the road. She wasn't really concerned since William was an excellent driver with quick reflexes, but a lifetime of driving on one side of. "Alright, let me do it..." Eva said, carefully removing the glove from Wolfgang's hand, pulling it inside out from his fingers. She put the latex into a plastic zip-lock bag, closing it tightly while Wolfgang recovered the shell casings with muttered curses. A lot of old brass lay scattered on the ground and he was tempted to let it go, but the habit was a good one and not worth breaking.An hour later they were driving out of the largely barren hills which were being reforested only slowly.. " How old were the boys?" I asked, holding up my end of the conversation but mainly enjoying the feel of her body clamped to me. She had both arms wrapped about my torso."Dunno. Fat's one likely twelve or so; t'other's a half-wit. He's bigger, but the younger one's meaner. Their things ain't big as my finger." She held up her forefinger to show me."Didn't they chase after you?" I dun'know. I jus' ran." How old are you now?"She sat quiet for a few seconds so I suspected she would be lying..