The next thing was something I was proud of. I had found the plans for it on a website I'd visited many years ago looking for the Anarchist Cookbook. ... didn't find the book but I did find these plans instead. I had an old Shopsmith Mark IV so I was ready to try my idea. I got it right on the 5th try. Carefully I unwrapped in. It shone in the sun like new. I attached the homemade silencer to the Henry. It fit like a glove, but not like OJ's, it was perfect. Now I could kill the cats without them. . what was that town you said she was from?" Spearfish Lake, I think," McMullen said. He could see wheels turning in Harper's head."Spearfish Lake, Spearfish Lake," Harper said. "I know I've seen that name, somewhere recently. Let me think... some damn proposal that came through a week or two ago."That set McMullen to thinking, as well. "Something about a snake," he finally managed to contribute."Oh, yeah," Harper said, dragging it out slowly. "I think I remember." He flipped his intercom.. His hands moved to reach for something on the floor that she gave no notice to earlier and now thought to herself that she took it for his dirty socks. He pulled a blindfold from the floor and her heart skipped a beat. As he gently turned her head away from him and slipped the blindfold on her, he moved her tenderly into a vertical position on the bed and ensured that her head rested comfortably on a pillow. He stretched out her arms and tied them down to the headboard before moving to do the. Feeling every muscle with my oiled hands gliding over him in long slow sensual strokes and it was making me so wet. His breathing got deeper he was relaxing. That was good he would need to be relaxed for what I was going to do to him. I looked deeply in his eyes, kissed his sweet lips and said “Do you trust me baby?” He could not speak, just gave me a little nod yes as he nervously watched every move I made. I ran my hands down his body to his stiff straining member. Grasping it gently I.