So I had no chance to talk to June bar a quick wink and her assuring me that our secret was oK and that she was looking forward to another encounter. ...ik and I went to the pub and tried to pull local girls, I had a sort of previous girl friend, it had been non sexual, but she came and chatted to me and intimated that she would like to go out with me again. We arranged a date when I knew I would have the flat to myself. and she seemed ok with the idea of the possibility of a whole night. .. the cop there didn’t want a beer either.“Where you been?” Karen said.I held up a paper sack.“Who are the dead guys in the drive?” I asked.So ... It took everybody to clue me in.I didn’t know about the rifle building class. She hadn’t asked and I didn’t care.I didn’t know about the night of the storm. I mean ... I knew about the storm ... and the looters. That made National News.I didn’t know it was Karen who did the shooting. The News didn’t mention her by name. They just talked about the. We have had breakfast as if nothing is going to happen. Immediately after clearing away the dishes I order my new wife to sit on a breakfast stool. I strip and take a seat in an easy chair opposite her. Using my hands I signal for her to open her legs; wide. Her short night T-shirt is pulled tight causing it to slip higher, showing her ‘virgin schoolgirl’s’ pussy. After a sort time I demand that she strips her T-shirt off. Still seated I marvel at my good fortune in marrying such a stunning. A older gentleman pulled up to me and asked if I needed a ride, normally I would say no thanks but it was damn cold. I got in his car and he turned up the heat; so I too off my gloves. He asked me my name and I gave him a fake name “Mike.” He told me his name but I didn’t care I was just happy for the ride and to be out the cold. He told me he owned a painting business and I was lucky he had to go back to the shop because he forgot some paperwork. We pulled up to a store front and he said he.