John offered his hand to both of them. Justin shook it willingly, Krista with great reluctance. It was a simple and very customary gesture of greeting... and it was being offered as a matter of form. They were not friends, and probably never would be. Even though, John suspected, he was going to be offering them all of their fondest wishes in exchange for their abhorrent behavior.“I’m John Caldwell, George’s father,” John told them, “as I told you, Justin, on the phone. Before I go further I want. It has a shirt to go with it that looks like a schoolgirl shirt too, only it is a half shirt and shows a lot of my tits and cleavage. It also has stockings that come up to here, she pointed to a spot on her upper leg about five or six inches above her knee, that have little black bows and black schoolgirl shoes with four inches heels on them. It is a set, but why may I ask. Because I am taking my slaves dancing at a club tomorrow night and that is how I want you three dressed, was all her would. She told me, "Oh that's so sweet of you to saybut I can't change it yet." I had no idea what that meant but I let hergo and forgot all about her.About a week later I was on my way home from work still in my uniformwhen I see that same silver BMW on the side of the road smoking. I pullover to find Jamie Hunt bent under the hood with her perfect assencased in a pair of Daisy Dukes sticking out while she was perched ontop of what had to be 6 inch heels. I said, "You look like you coulduse some. I arrested him and the woman. Then I called you.”The Sheriff swore as he realized what had happened. The Deputy had talked for at least three minutes with the dispatcher and hadn’t done anything else except stand there. He walked over to the car where Glen and Wanda were being held. He opened the door and asked, “What in the hell happened here, Glen?”Glen looked at the Sheriff and saw the anger in his eyes. He took a deep breath and stated, “Those guys tried to get to Wanda and finish the job.