What the hell? You don’t seem like one to judge.”She took a long drink from her glass of wine, then continued.“I was fifteen my first time, and ... was in love; or I thought I was. He was seventeen and gorgeous and a rebel and all those things my parents hated. Maybe that was part of it, too. We’d been dating for about five months, and one of the things we did was ride horses at my uncle’s farm. One day, we got caught in a rainstorm. We stopped at an outbuilding on the ranch to dry off. Well, one. Her mom opened the door, damn her mom was hot. She was a total milf, had big tits and a nice hourglass body. I asked her is Mandy home. She said "Yes, but who are you?" i told her we were friends back in high school. Her mom invited me inside and called mandy from her room. Mandy came hopping down the stairs, in yoga pants and a tight shirt hugging her boobs. She saw me and recognized me. I was sitting there chatting with her mom. She said hello and all. I could see her face in disbelief. She. It's one thing to feel like Mom is staring at me from the kitchen half the time. It's quite another to hang out with my BFF!" She smiled widely.Amy beamed, since she understood "BFF" stood for "best friends forever." Their lounge chairs were close enough that she was able to lean over and briefly peck Katherine on the lips. Then she settled back in her chair.The two of them chatted about inconsequential things for a while. Sensing that Katherine was feeling lazy, Amy picked up Katherine's. I raced to the front yard. That's when I saw the horror, the blood and the death."MAGGIE, MAGGIE," Where's my Maggie. I ran up and down the street, praying, some how she was safe, but, she was not."MAGGIE, MAGGIE," Then I saw her broken, twisted body against Ray Jones' car, " Oh baby no, please be O.K. please baby."I held her little lifeless body in my arms, rocking her, trying to sing a song she liked. Waiting for help as the remaining life slowly drained from her.Help finally arrived, taking.