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I was one of the ones that saw his entry in to the town, with my exiting of the small shed behind the café building that served as my sleeping quarters during my summers to save money on that expense. And so, I had already eaten and started work, when he arrived at the café and patiently waited to be seated by the host. But the café was so small that it didn’t have an official host and so one of the waitresses, a local who had just graduated from high school a couple of weeks ago, took him to an available seat, and he japanese doffed his cowboy type hat in recognition of that. I noticed him again, when I had moved out into the dining area to retrieve whatever dishes were left on the tables. Since this was a do it yourself kind of community, few were ever left there. On the way out, the diners would usually stack them, cleaned of any food, on a cart left by the front door for that purpose. Perhaps you might think the tips would be few there because of the self-service. But, not so, since these were hardworking people who appreciated other hardworking people and not only with their lips. As I moved about the tables wiping them clean, his eyes seemed to follow me in my progress. And the once that I saw straight into them, I detected a quiet and friendly spirit behind them. Just as I was about to enter the backroom to care for the dirty dining ware, I felt .. not saw, a black shadow come in the door. A young man, who immediately drew a pistol and opened fire. Since I was standing with my back to him right close to the door, I was hit first, I learned later. And Maggie the young girl waitress was hit, too. Then the stranger yelled at him to get out. And of all things, he did. By that time the local deputy had left his station just two masturbation doors down in this small town and when the guy tried to open fire on the deputy, he was put down really quickly. And past the deputy came the town’s nurse/practitioner to attend to the wounded of which there were three. One of the town’s old folks didn’t make it. And I was bleeding very profusely with the chinese stranger and his newly washed handkerchief trying to ebb the flows. Maggie was hit in a much less vital place and though in a lot of pain, was likely to survive this and heal up well. My immediate diagnosis was a lot more dire. The call went out for an ambulance, but the nearest one was twenty miles away. It made it in record time, must have hit a hundred on the way. The stranger held forth with me, staunching the blood flow that lessened under his attentions. And he let me sip on small amounts of water to keep my body fluids from dropping too precipitously. Later, that was determined to be a vital factor in my survival. When the ambulance arrived, the attendants hooked me up to some neutral fluids for my bloodstream and I on the cot and Maggie seated beside me, were moved to the hospital about fifty miles away. They were very worried about me, but with their help and Maggie talking to me to cushion my heart, I made it to their excellent care. The next week was touch and go, but with their determined care and Maggie, a patient there too, attending to my companionship needs, I finally turned the corner and four weeks later I was let out of the hospital to go back to the little town under the care of the town nurse/practitioner. Maggie was already back when I arrived. I was prepared to move to my little sleeping room in the shack out behind, but instead was moved to the hotel. Right into the room that the stranger had stayed in. He was nowhere to be found at that time. And in the drawer of the night table, I found an envelope with a considerable amount of cash and a note to use it well. Not that I needed much with the free room and meals brought up by Maggie from the café. One evening after my establishment and well progressed healing, she settled in on the bed japan and we began to talk about asian the coming of the stranger and the shooting. She mentioned that no one knew who he was, where he had come from, nor where he went. I hadn’t realised what the time was. So naughty!” I confessed hesitantly. I saw it in her expression as soon as they pushed her back into our cell. “Yeah, smells like my pussy alright.” She took the crotch and rubbed it inside her pussy lips. A woman's voice spoke softly from inside japanese the large dark hood. “Oh yes, Demons are the original wielders of our power Brian. Merry was very into that project and they were very active in their love play from then on, with her masturbation not pulling back from any sexual games that he wanted to play. 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