Then, at long last, he wheezed out of the parking lot and down the road in a cloud of smoke."Call this a subtle premonition, but I don't think we're o... the invite list to his next clam bake," I said in a sotto voice."God!" she shouted and slapped the tailgate of the truck next to us with a solid thump, setting off its alarm. "That asshole has really done it this time! I will swear out a restraining order and toss his skinny ass in jail if he fucks with me again!" I don't think he is all there,". You’d better treat this like your girlfriend.”George and I began to haul ass toward the roof. I got to the floor below where the hatch was blown off and Jack was wounded. I stopped, found a stick, placed my helmet on the stick and made sure to note the helmet’s direction on the stick. I slowly raised it up. It barely cleared the edge of the access point when a shot rang out and bounced my helmet off the stick! I caught the helmet and noticed what looked to be a nice 30 caliber hole in the. Chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So Chamomile was out of the question.(Second paragraph by Bill)Meanwhile, Advance Sargent Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4,. Her head down, she sobbed as she hung there, slowly swaying, her body glistening with sweat from her exertion.As she hung there exhausted and sobbing with the majority of her body on fire from the crop, I slowly walked around her examining my handiwork and trailing my fingers across her fevered skin, lightly touching her as I walked around her slowly. As I moved around behind her, I softly caressed her red-striped ass. Her ass had taken the brunt of the abuse and now it looked like a roadmap of.