"Son of a bitch, she was being unreasonable! I had a hell of a decision to make and I bet Byron was laughing his ass off - wherever he was...Present �...� Stacy – in Leadville at her buildingThings are going to hell in a handbasket! First the Sheriff arrested Samantha over the report she did on the bodies, and now he, Glen and Hammer are here beating on the door of my building. To top it all off, Bill is missing.I call over the intercom, "This is Stacy, what do you want Sheriff?"He holds up a piece. ‘So you have been talking shit about Chris,’ said Shaun. ‘That’s right,’ Peter confirmed, a crowd was gathering, so he wasn’t going to back down anytime soon. ‘So go on, then,’ Shaun invited. ‘What have you got to say? What is it about my sister with which you take issue?’ ‘Go on,’ he told Peter, using only his eyes. ‘I dare you. I dare you to say it to my face. I fucking DARE you.’ Shaun’s unspoken message was not lost on Peter. He paused, only momentarily, Shaun had always had a dangerous air. She was blonde and obviously very sexual. We were virgin teenage boys desperate to fuck a mature woman just like her. When we reached the final week of our last term I told her I wanted to leave home and do an extra year at another college. She said I could lodge in her house, which was large and contained her young children and husband. I moved in during the summer vacation. Her husband was away for a month and she made it plain he was a liberal-minded man who gave her permission to follow. If only he would stay away long enough, and return the same way as he went. I backed out of my hiding place, and keeping my eyes on the ginger haired youth, I run backwards until I felt he could no longer see me. I then sprinted to the windmill and collected the coil of fence wire.Taking a roundabout route, I circled the camper, and reached the small track at a place well hidden from the camper. The worst part about this land there was no stout trees to secure my fence wire to. The bushes.