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“Any idea how deep this is going to be?” “Last big storm it was about seven inches…too much for my car.” I drove slowly, barely creating a wave as we passed through. Once on the other side she directed me through a series of turns until we turned off in front of a single-wide mobile home that looked like it had seen better days. Lucy must have read my mind because she immediately told me that it was much nicer in the daylight. Once I was dressed again for the weather I stepped out, opening the back door for Max. He followed Lucy to the door while I retrieved my bag from the back, slinging my two gun bags over my shoulder and grabbing Max’s bowls and a ten-pound bag of dog chow in my one free hand. I joined Lucy and Max less than a minute later. Lucy considerately brought out an old bath sheet that I used to dry Max then I put out a bowl of water and a full bowl of food. He sat motionless despite his hunger until I released him indian to eat. “Wow, he sure is well trained.” “Yeah, I’ve had him since he was three months old. I was an MP in the Navy and I was involved in training several dogs there. Technically, Max belongs to the Marshals Service, but I’m the only person he’ll really obey. If something were to happen to me Max would have to be put down. He’s too big and too strong to adapt to another handler.” Lucille asian looked at my two cases and asked, “Are those guns?” “Yeah, the red one is a Winchester 12-gauge pump-action shotgun and—yes—it is loaded. The black one is an M-16 military rifle with a scope in case I have to be a sniper on a case. The last case where I used it was a bank robbery gone bad. Three robbers held twelve hostages until we figured out how to get to them. I never leave them in the car overnight for several reasons.” “I guess you don’t want them stolen.” “That’s one of the reasons. The other is that on occasion I’ve needed them during the night. flashing I was in a motel in Mobile a few years ago when Max woke me. I heard a ruckus in the parking lot. It was late—almost 3:00 in the morning when I heard shots from an automatic rifle. It’s illegal for citizens to own fully automatic weapons so I was pretty sure it was some kind of criminal activity. I used the shotgun then, taking out three men who turned out to be members of a big Mexican drug cartel. Of course, I was shot in the process.” I pulled up the left sleeve on my shirt to show where the bullet had entered my bicep, commenting that it could have been much worse. Lucy reached forward to touch the slight circular indentation in my skin. Dad just bought me my new phone (the most expensive in the store.) Molly was conveniently short, which meant it was easy for my free hand to trail down her body asian and lower the hem of her underwear in turn. It was difficult for me to admit, even to myself, but I'd turned on 'classy' and turned off 'sexy'. I just grabbed the sides of his head, holding on for dear life as his tongue fluttered through indian my folds. She just sat down across from me at the cafeteria table. Bob Werner, the manager, was finishing flashing up counting the items and checking them off of the invoice. Philip reached over for the plate, and dumped the rest of its contents onto her chest as he was still tittyfucking her. “So are you!” he snarled back. Her almost black eyes seemed to bore right through me even if I didn’t meet her stare. I sat on the lower bench with my back to the wall and my legs on the bench and bent. BRANDON “Calm...she is ok...trust me” Jose' said trying to calm the man down. The shade of blue in her blouse matched her eyes perfectly - and, sitting down, he had an even better view of her cleavage. She said thank you. Please, can you pass me the keys?" asked Max as his face blushed red. We had all battled Zizthithana's minions before, but tonight was different. Sorry I'm mad, just hate seeing you this way son."