.. and we nail him!"Inside the cabin, Warren growled, "Stop worrying... damn it! He'll have to come back... his car is still here!" ... But it's been ...ver two hours, now!" Jack Stearns fumed. "I think I'll go out and take a look around! He could be bringing all the fuzz in the County down on us!"Confidently, Warren declared, "He won't go to the police!"Stearns came out onto the porch and looked out into the gathering darkness, seeing that Arnie's rental car was undisturbed. Everything seemed to. She was hauled off to the office too, but all of the boys except Bill got to see their first live pussy that day.“She had a nice...”“LEO!”“smile.” I finished, making him groan.We hadn’t gone more than two or three miles when Bill’s phone went off. Like me, he was not a fan of idiots who talk on the phone while driving, so he tossed it to me.“Colby Crematorium, you kill ‘em, we grill ‘em. What size body?” I answered, not bothering to check the caller ID first. Bill was laughing though, he had. It was the only way toguarantee we were doing a credible job.I fumbled around on my belt and pulled out the can.I began to creep towards my left. I could slip under the fancy fencingand sidle down the length of the photographers shed, where they kept alltheir equipment. That way, I could instantly turn the corner andconfront the intruder, whose singing made it quite clear to me that hewas sitting on Santa's throne.Some drunk, or rubby-dub.Elvis was still singing about that "blue heartache. She has not thought in different way to me.But days pass on, I got a fantasy of having her on my bed. Once in my dream she came to our home, their was nobody at home and i am all alone. We chatted a lot, had been out walk in the evening, had our dinner in hotel and came back home. Its time for sleep. Our home is big and it is in city outskirt. She asked me to sleep with her because she is afraid to sleep alone, i agreed and we laid on double cot, we still not slept and keep on chatting, time.