She was sipping wine and Ty was puffing on a blunt. Lee asked for a hit and Ty passed him the blunt. Kiki said “If we’re gonna do this, I need...two things”. Lee said “sure anything”. Ty chimed in, “don’t be too quick. They all laughed. Kiki cotinued, “1, I’m video taping, if you not down leave now.” “That’s great” Lee said. “Two, You have to wear this bitch”. Kiki handed Lee a pair of sheer black crotchless pantyhose. Lee took and asked “where can I change?” He headed off to change and when. . "Yeah. I offered to take him out and take care of him. She was a really awful girl and he's a great guy." Marissa took another drag and looked up at me with big eager eyes. "How about you?" "How about me what?" "Are you a great guy?" I smiled, trying not to think about my girlfriend who was nowhere in sight. "I like to think so." With that, before I saw it coming, the raven-haired young beauty stepped in and kissed me. Her tongue danced eagerly over mine, almost a promise that something very. Brock simply brushed it off.The chant changed to "Kil-ler" by the fourth inning and to "Rap-ist" by the time Brock came to bat in the sixth. They saved their best, "Or-phan" for his last at-bat of the night.Brock had another good night at the plate and the Dodgers won, 2-1, but his teammates could see their shortstop was seething when the final out the game was recorded. He was in the dugout and into the clubhouse before his teammates had finished congratulating their pitcher on a complete game. About ten years ago, a group of prominent El Paso men, both Anglo and Mexican called the Salt Ring, tried to gain control of the salt flats so they could sell the salt. Their attempt was thwarted in court, and the groups split apart with lots of bad blood that led to a couple of them being killed.Enter Charles Howard, a master manipulator from Missouri, who was motivated by greed and a yen for political power. Howard teamed up with one of the former members of the Salt Ring, a prominent Mexican.