I slowly massaged her neck and shoulder. I could see goose bumps in those areas. She was still not moving. She just kept on changing the channels one ...y one.I slowly moved my hand to the front and massaged below her neck slowly. I still could not make myself to take my hands inside her T Shirt. I slowly sat down on my knees. Now my face was reaching her shoulder height. I could smell the perfume that she had applied. It was same that was smelling in her bra. Some fruity smell and that was. She had a perfect figure, legsthat made a man sit up and beg, and tits as firm as herass looked from under her tight fitting dress. As they were leaving the bar I whispered to Joe, “Shall Ileave the room for you tonight?”Joe replied with, “No, come in and join us.”I couldn’t believe he’d said that, I thought that the redhaired woman would turn on him and smack his head in forsaying that. But as I watched her face, waiting for anexpression of anger, she just. ”I nodded in assent. “Alright... you were going to say?”“Let’s count up where we are. You have a new look, new clothes, and money. You have a roof over your head, and most amazing of all, a date with a screaming hot chick tomorrow night! Court, it took me almost three months to get where you are in three days!”I sat back for a long moment, and pondered this. Perhaps he was right? Maybe I was, in the worst possible scenario, still the luckiest I could hope to be?----------------------------I was. I knelt beside him and ripped his shirt open. He blinked at me, his eyes already losing focus. He was going into shock. ‘Hey!’ I screamed at him, ‘Focus on me. Stay with me.’ He smiled at me, though his teeth showed a hideous red. ‘I don’t think so, Doc,’ he said, coughing up blood matching the rest pooling under him. ‘Don’t talk.’ One of the shots had hit him right in the chest, and it was bad. Unless the ambulance got here quickly, he was going to die. He was probably going to die anyway..