I went to a firing range and practiced with my pistol on human silhouette targets for an hour. Whenever I hit it I imagined Richard. So far, so good. ...ichard, you're dead. I'm going to make sure you know it's me before I do you.I thought, it's too bad they don't have bitch silhouettes.I drove the used car down to Palm Springs, to a contract parking lot near a resort hotel, where I parked it. Within an hour I had bought another cheap car. I drove it back to Las Vegas and parked it in a contract. I suppose you got dressed up like that for Lenny? Yes Jeff&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,..um&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,..How did you know his name? Ah&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,I&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,..er&hellip,&hellip,..overheard you telling John earlier. Jeff already knew the answer to his next question, but he knew that hearing it from Kathy would make it all the more exciting, so he asked anyway. Was his cock really big&hellip,&hellip,I mean&hellip,&hellip,you said. ‘Fucking wonderful. Let’s start right now.’ * * * * * * * * * * * It turned into a dreamlike and separate time, disconnected from the real world. I felt as if we were in a space capsule, far from everywhere. Somehow we had managed to create a feeling of innocence and discovery between us that had brought lumps to our throats and then turned to laughter again. She was funny and enchanting and more sensual than I’d dared imagine. On the Thursday evening we were lying in my bed, resting in each. I think he had a brief moment of clarity, for as I fell on him his eyes were suddenly alert and yes, frightful. He knew I was going to kill him. I struck him between the eyes with the lawn mower blade and when I drew the blade back for another blow I could see a thin red line appear between his eyes and within seconds blood was pouring down his face in a torrent. I thought that would have been enough and he would leave me be, but I should have known better. He dropped the rope and squared his.