Ever since they (read ‘she’) decided to have children, Reba had been demanding and rushed. It wasn’t bad at first. Having a wife who wanted a ba...y was fun. She never turned down sex. But as time went by and she still wasn’t pregnant, it had become more of a chore than an exciting fuck. Half the time when she demanded that he enter her, she wasn’t even damp. He was sure that couldn’t be good for conception. He’d done his best to romance her and get her turned on but she was so impatient that all. The view was always beautiful, the cliff dropping off into a field and then a slowly rising hill littered with trees that were probably older than their great grandparents. It had been more simple then, Janey was just some pudgy tom boy in huge jeans and a t-shirt with hair too short for her features and all the obnoxious tendencies of a younger sister. Ted’s line of thought was broken by a twig snapping near by. Although the quiet of the woods was given to every small sound on the trails that. We're all family, Mike. That's what makes us tick."As I was getting into the Jeep, Jimmy asked, "Can I bring the four new guys out for supper tonight? I want them to meet the rest of the family and all of the girls from down the hill." I'll tell Millie and Mom, and I'll bet they will be happy to have you. Just plan on coming out."I left the yard while dialing my cell phone. Millie answered the home phone, so I asked to speak to Mom. Millie told me that she was in the garden with all the other. I needed to check the account information to see if there had been any other activity on the account. The guy could have a wife and kids that depended on him and the money. That twenty-two told the story though. That was the preferred gun of a hit man. They put the muzzle up to the back of the head of the hit and pulled the trigger. A twenty-two short wouldn't go completely through the head and would rattle around in the skull, killing the victim instantly. They often locked the carriage slide.