Jimmy looked back at him with a sad look. He threw Steven’s pants towards him. Steven just stared on the ground and finally put on the pants. Jimmy ...idn’t even want to look at Steven’s body anymore. ‘So you’re leaving, now?’ Steven zipped up his pants. Jimmy threw on his gray sweater and grabbed his bag. He looked straight at Steven. ‘Yes, I’ll be back later for the rest of my stuff.’ He commented. Steven nodded. Why wasn’t he fighting for him? Was he really going to let him go without a. Making me work hard my breath quicken..My whole body is on fire now, feeling the moisture inside my hot cunt, wanting more of you.Suddenly you let me go, pushing me back in the corner under your desk. You close your pants and move your chair away from the desk.Now what? What to do?? Standing up I hear you talking to the other person again, realizing again we are not alone.. Oh gosh, I was so busy I totally forgot the other one.Then I notice you saying goodbye to the person hearing the door open. A nice red splotch formed in the middle of his back, and I will bet that the man just in front of him also felt the effect of my bullet. That Sharps bullet had enough force behind it to go all the way through the first man and hit the second man hard enough to be fatal. Two men fell, so that must have been what happened.I decided that I had time for one more shot, even though people were already pointing at my plume of powder smoke. Anyway, I spent another six seconds reloading my Sharps, and. "Harry. Back yard. Aged 5"Aged 5, huh. I was such a serious looking little thing back then as I took it from her and looked at it. I couldn't remember that happening at all as I handed it back and she put it on the pile."I hear you're starting a new job next week," Gran said suddenly.I nodded. "Yeah. Looking forward to it." George always said it was a good thing to get a trade as soon as possible," she said, nudging Mom, "Enough of the school stuff. Get out there in the real world and do.