Better to get it out of the way now.Berta came running down the street and into my arms. “I had faith in you, Brady. I tried to stop it. I spoke to ...im and told him it was me who had killed his brother. All he said was that it didn’t matter. I think he was more interested in having all the freight business in town. Saying that about me was to rattle you. It comes down to you not getting rattled. He wasn’t good enough or fast enough, that’s all.”Just then, the town marshal stepped beside me. “I. He was on administrative leave for a few days, had been physically kicked out of the office by Vance and SecNav. He guessed he'd pushed his luck with Domino and there was that whole getting shot thing, despite the fact that it was a minor flesh wound and a badly broken finger.He sighed as he heard his front door open and close. "Leave it on the table. If it needs to be cold, find room!" They'd been coming by all day, first Ziva, bringing donuts and double-strength coffee for breakfast. Then. I hadn’t been with a girl for a week or two and needed to release some pressure. I went into Brooke’s room and took some pictures of her and her friends in their underwear and a pair of her panties with me into the bathroom. I commenced my routine and really started going at it. I was about to explode when Brooke walked in (as it turns out I didn’t lock the door). She saw me sitting there with my dick in one hand and pictures of her in the other. She didn’t scream like I expected her too. She. Moans of satisfaction arose involuntarily from herlips. Groans came from mine as I fucked my cock in and out of hertight cunt. My hips pounded harder and harder as she startedshuddering; then as her internal muscles suddenly gripped me,with a yell, I came; my cock seemed to spurt forever."Wow!" Karen whispered as soon as her breathing began to slow."Wow!" I echoed. "That was fabulous." I thought you might be good," Karen gasped, "but I had no ideahow good."I was on top of the world. Here was.