I could see her reddish tan hair peeking out around the edges of her cotton crotch of her pantyhose. “Holy shit!” I muttered softly and as ... started to laugh and look around. Lisa followed my lead and laughed while spreading her legs apart a little farther. The bar was long and curved around into a corner at the end. Lisa was in the last seat in the corner so nobody could see what was going on except me. The back wall of the bar was about 6 inches from the back of her bar stool, and my. I disconnected the power, water and sullage connections and we were on our way.We arrived home travel weary; a six hour trip driving a not so modern bus is enough to wear anyone out. I had the last leg of the trip so when we got there Mum unloaded just the necessities while I parked the old girl around the back of the house. Locking the bus door I went into the house to find Mum in tears again. "It's alright she snivelled it's just coming into the empty house that shook me up a bit."I opened a. Have I done something wrong or did I screw up that murder somehow?" No, Abrams, you haven't screwed up or anything like that. I wanted to know if you wanted some overtime and to help work on a special operation that's going down tonight? If you are interested, come in wearing civvies for a meeting at six." I would be glad to work with you again, sheriff. I will be there at six sharp." Ok Abrams, see you at six then."He hung up the phone sounding happy to be coming in for extra duty. I had. Now I could appreciate how tough he really was! He backhanded me across the alley, but that was his last blow of the fight. Tom kicked Wyson in the side of his knee and hyperextended it to the point that it would no longer support Wyson.Meanwhile, I had picked myself up and charged the fallen Wyson. I hit him in the forearm on the same side as the injured knee with my bone cracker and broke both of the small radius bones. That must have been the first time that Wyson was seriously injured.