That's the trouble with drive-by shootings, unless you're really close to your intended victims when you open up full-automatic weapons fire, it's the...casual bystanders that are usually more at risk from biting a bullet than your target. This was certain one such example, with a stray bullet striking the living room window of the lady and her daughter that lived next door to me on the right hand side. I was going to have to have Jason repair that window ... and offer something of an apology. "Oh nothing like that. They'reactually really supportive of... my... sister. They're justconservative in other ways." Oh," she said. "So they're bigots."That was harsh. I would never admit that about my parents. Yeah,they're rough around the edges, but they mean well. I didn't know howto answer that though, so I continued talking about my anxiety."So I'm under a lot of pressure, and I find that.. It's hard tobreathe. Not that I can't breathe, but I forget to breathe." You know how to solve. The bets were either for, or against the order in whicheach of your sissies would succumb to the stimulation that they decidedupon. Only you mother bet against it." Was I the last to blank out?" No my dear," Maria chuckled, "Heather was, but only by a mere second ortwo. The bet was that Stevie would be the third girl to, err, how shall Iput it, checkout. You outlasted her by a couple of minutes actually. Allin all, truly an incredible performance for a novice sissy!"Now let's get you cleaned. “Ok lets go out back I need a smoke.”She headed to the back of the house past the main room through the kitchen as I followed.She opened the door and stepped out onto the deck. I stop in the door jam and poked my head out. It was a normal sized deck that lead out to a big yard. To one side it was mostly trees and you could not see the neighbors house on that side. On the other side the neighbors house sat back a little further from hers. There were some trees between the houses but if someone.