”“Well okay … you gonna help my little girl out – bring her into the fold?”“What! - The pact?”“Yeah – show her there is more to life...than waiting for a limp dick husband full of himself.”“You want her to know about you, me and Robin and our pact?”“Oh course – I don’t want my little girl to be locked in a miserable sexless marriage until she grows up and finally has the penny drop that there’s more to life than fidelity.” I couldn’t believe my ears. I know we swore a pack to be true to ourselves. A white haired woman sat beside me and ask about her key fob. Said it did not work correctly. Popped it open, handed her the battery. She ask me to follow her and install it for her. Met her at her house where the key fob was fixed. Edna ask me to have coffee with her and talk. She was lonely and had been. Edna was a tall and well built women of 66 years old. Her hair was white but full and nice. She kept her self up nice and had a nice home. She told of her husband and being alone for six. I think it’s a guy thing. Hell I had been thinking almost the same thing myself, but I froze anyway. Just a second. Her face fell, ‘You don’t agree.’ she said, her tone crestfallen. ‘I don’t disagree,’ I said carefully. This was not a conversation to fuck up. ‘But you don’t agree either,’ she said and took a bite, her eyes fluttered in pleasure. Hey, at least my cooking was a hit. I setmy own plate down, then got a couple of cold beers from the icebox. It was an actual icebox too. It used. " You think I don't know that? I killed over twenty fucking people today! Four of them cops! Why the fuck do you think I'm out here?" I said, extending my arms to their full wing span and looking around at my domain for the night. I was angry for some reason. I guess it was because I realized what I had done today."You're not going to be alive for much longer." Thanks bitch. You're very supportive." What I mean.... is... I want you to be happy. I..... I mean..... I mean I want to have sex with.