”Sheriff Quigley had shifted his blank stare to Mrs. Macvley. He sat there for a moment. It seemed that he was gathering his thoughts. Standing up, ...e turned to the gun rack behind him. Pulling out a double-barreled shotgun, he broke it open. Then reaching into a desk drawer, he pulled out two shells and put them into the gun and snapped it closed.“Clint, I have given a lot of credit to you and your come to Jesus moment. When that traveling revival, show came through, I was happy that you,. She looked the way she had when she and Vic had met in college. Damn, he'd forgotten how beautiful she had been. Why the hell had she let herself go like she had? She must have known how much he disliked her looking like she had been.As Vic watched, Betty continued to grow younger. Now she looked as if she were in her teens. She was smaller, too. Her head was resting on Simon's chest, rather than his shoulder. There were some freckles on her face now, and a curious expression. She. His fingers at my waist feel like misplaced coals, and when the phonograph winds slowly to a stop, neither of us moves to restart it. The rushing of the rain water down the dry gullies outside is now very loud. All the earth's messages seem to tell us to come together, and our eyes finally engage in that long-deferred glance.But there are stirrings of late-night activity from our family, and we are reminded that the planet is not solely our own. A spark has fallen on the Navajo rug, and I rush. I now turned my attention to her feet and started to kiss them. Then I ordered her to give me a soft foot job which she did. My ass was itching to get fucked. I could resist it no longer. I lied down doggy style and ordered her to fuck me while standing on the edge of the bed. I felt a dick entering my asshole after many years and after some initial pain, started to enjoy it. She increased her rhythm slowly and steadily. All this while she was kissing or sucking my wife’s breasts. I asked her.