"Simon!" The girls yelled as Daddy Horse pulled a gun out. I heard minds fleeing for cover. Daddy Horse was to the right of an alley entryway."Left!" ... thought before running at him.The bullet went through Daddy Horse's car window. The minds around me ran away faster! I grabbed Daddy Horse's gun hand. I put my other hand on his throat, pushing him into the alley."Give it to me!"I let go of his gun hand. He turned the gun around and handed it over. I gripped it and punched Daddy Horse in the gut. To make sure that she knew I was out, I turned on the overhead light I'd strung last week. I had quite a few pots to clean and jumped right into it to keep my mind off Diane.When I finished all of the pots, I looked down at my phone for the time. It was nine-forty-five, and there'd been no sign of Diane. Figuring that she hadn't had time to run tonight, I finished up and turned off the light. I walked to the fence and looked up and down the street before turning toward the house.I stood. By no means was it porn star big, but that wasn’t what mattered, because what he lacked in length he more than made up for in thickness. He’s thicc, she thought. She giggled at her own use of that word, all the while, looking him up and down. He was better than any fantasy she had ever had of him and his fully nude body. He measured up well in reality to the daydream version that she had of him.He stood there and waited, hands folded at the wrists behind his back, the sort of posture one takes. I ask if I could come in and dry off. She said that I could come in and do what ever I wanted as long as I never told my mom. I ask her what I was going to tell her. that I picked her friend up after I saw her blowing a stranger in the parking lot then took her home and done even more to her.We got out and ran for the door and straight to her bedroom where I grabbed her and started kissing her while I rubbed her ass and pulled up her skirt. I found out that it was stockings and garter belt.