"Sleep, I'll watch over you tonight. You can trust me."As worn out as she was, I expected her to be her to be sound asleep pretty quickly with the add...d help of the alcohol.Hell, I wish that I could go to sleep and have this all be a dream.I removed my backpack and my katana before I went about the grisly task of gathering up the dead. I piled them up next to a compost pile away from both the house and the barn. It was getting close to sunset when I found the well. I pumped a couple of buckets. A few guys were playing pool. Some where playing cards. Other just stood at the bar. They all stopped what they were doing and stared at her.Maybe this wasn’t the right time to walk into a bar, with your blouse almost see through from the rain, your skirt sticking to your legs making your suspended buttons very obvious through your dress…She gathered herself and approached the bar. It was the only way.“Do you have a phone?" she enquired nervously.“For sure.” the barman replied “Over there on. ”“Our sister Shelly would do things like this sometimes, although her cat moments were usually more sexual,” Amanda told me. “We will help the two of you find what works. For now, she’s doing what she thinks a kitten would do in a new house, and that’s exploring her new territory. Just make sure she has something to drink when she decides to return, then relax and watch the movie with us.”I nodded and told them I would be back in a moment as I got up and went to the kitchen. I found Felicia. You start frisking me. I am wearing blue jeans, no shirt and no shoes. You find a leather strap in my pocket and pull it out. “What am I under arrest for?” I ask. You tell me women in the area have accused me of stalking them. You tell me to stand up straight and place my hands behind my back. I do as I’m told. You place handcuffs on my wrists. I start pleading with you not to do this. “I just got out of jail and I don’t want to go back. Is there anything you want? Is there anything.