By Bob
While I was in the basement watching the Avon lady thrilling herself with Caroline’s young body, I could hear the distant rumblings of thunder. After I watched Larry follow the Avon lady down the dead-end street I hurried outside to dismantle my camera fearing it would get soaked in the approaching storm. I packed up the sound equipment and left it by the door. Caroline was passed out and it’d be hours before she would come to. My curiosity got the better of me and I took a walk down the dead-end street.
Approaching Kathy’s