Willy suggested that I stop at the first blacksmith we found in The Dalles and have him cut off the barrel of the shotgun to 16 inches. When I asked w...y, he told me that this would give me a small area weapon that would take out everyone in that area if I used buckshot. I remembered after he mentioned it that several police officers I had known had kept a sawed off shotgun in their cars. Now I knew why."Willy, you know this will probably come down to shooting. Are you willing to get involved. For the life of me, I don't know why I didn't have the sense to just step out of line and walk away before it ever got that far. I was standing nest to one of those writing tables, the ones that are about belly button high, when it started, You know, that feeling of a powerful one that, while you are standing, starts down toward your feet and moves up your body in a wave? I put my arm on the table, gritted my teeth and tried to hold every muscle in my body rigid, from my toes to my jaws in. Nothing happened. Slowly, body tight with tension, waiting for something, anything to occur, Sarah eased the lid aside, leaning it down against the dryer. Nothing happened. I shouldn't do this. I may have brown hair but I am just like those big-boobed, cute assed blonds in the horror movies who stupidly pick up a dinky little candlestick and move toward the weird assed door with the ominously green light glowing from beneath its bottom crack while growls come from the other side, even as the. ”Her hands were already examining the merchandize as they moved up and down his butt cheeks. She let a finger trail into the crack between those firm little globes and made room for me when I decided to see for myself just how nice his body might be.We took our time and examined all the interesting parts. It didn’t take long before his cock started to rise with a mind all its own. He tried to hide his embarrassment, but Helen just slapped his hand away and told him to stand still and let us.