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Trish said. "Right! Now damnit next time he gets close to you, grab his gun and shoot the bastard. No jury in the world would blame us." She had a point but I hoped one of them would get the opportunity first because I was afraid I would screw it up in my fear and may be killed." Trish had a plan. "Look. When he comes back offer to give him another blowjob. When you undo his pants you will be able to grab his gun out of the holster."
I said, "It is your plan. You offer. That was really gross!" "Oh okay, You pussy! I thoght I would be the only one who had the guts to get us out of this." He came back and went into Trish’s cell To slap her butt now badly bruised with scabs on part of it to make her gasp to say, "Well you have had some time to think. Are you going to be good now?" I swear if this had been a movie Trish would have received the academy award.