I didn't answer; I just listened to Sarah pee and looked at myself in the mirror."Kimmie's gonna get adopted," Sarah said, flushing the toilet and ope...ing the stall door. "I bet you a dollar." You better not say that to her!" I said with a frown and then I caught myself when I saw the look on Sarah's face. "You don't have a dollar anyway." I know, but someday..." She shrugged."Yeah someday." I smiled at her and all was forgiven. We'd probably never see Bill and Rita ever again, but we'd see. As he turned to throw his empty beer can into the water, the assassin centered the crosshairs on the bully's lower spine and squeezed off a round. The 40 grain bullet exited the barrel at 1080 feet per second, the rifle making only a "chuff" of noise as the small pebble sped away at just under the speed of sound.The bully uttered a startled grunt and collapsed on his face."Had your last pussy," the assassin whispered as he watched the scene through his scope. "Nothing from your waist down will. She smiled at that and let the kissing continue. Her hands were by her head. He moved his face away. She could see some of the morning light from the window before his body got in the way.Something warm was on her face.“Mm?” she asked, as the cafeteria and the people in it began to fade away.The thing was hard and warm, and he was rubbing it against her cheek.“It wants to kiss.”“What?” she was trying to say.It rubbed against her lips. She kissed it. “Mm,” she said with a weak smile. She kissed. Towards the middle of the afternoon, I managed to get it into the oven. Next were the potatoes. "Ok, girls, gather around because I'm leaving the mashed potatoes entirely to you."I sat them down at the table with a big pot filled with potatoes and water and set out a cutting board, knife, vegetable peeler, and a bowl. "Momo, the first part is yours. Take each of these potatoes and use this to cut off the skin." I showed her how to use the peeler, letting her watch with wide eyes as a brown and.