Kate & Jim Chapter 5 - Sex Stories

Kate & Jim Chapter 5

... palms and then wiping the blood from above his eyes that continued to drip in a stream down the side of his face and neck “We’ve had our fun and I may need stitches. Your kidney is bruised and I may have cracked some of your ribs. Sit here and think about it.” Wasting no time, Jim searched the trucks to get the registrations, insurance cards, or any documentation identifying the owners. There was also an unopened fifth of Jack Daniel’s Old No.7 Sour Mash Whiskey in the King Ranch truck and Jim took that too. He then called the Sheriff’s Department. John was sitting up against the truck watching him. “Well young man, the Sheriff is on the way.” Jim broke the seal and removed the cap from the whiskey bottle and took a long swig. He handed the bottle to John who in turn took a longer swig and gave the bottle back to Jim. “No hard feeling, John?” Jim asked offering him his hand to help him to his feet. “None, Jim Brady” John replied wincing from the pain as he took Jim’s hand to be helped to his feet “You play the game; you accept the pain. How about another sip of Jack?” and Jim gave him the bottle to take a long sip. “Good attitude young man so I’ll make you this one time offer. We’ll consider this fight a draw. You wait here in your truck and I’ll drop all charges against you when we go before Bob Sanders.” “Agreed; you’re not a local, Jim, how do you know Judge Sanders?” “He’s a third cousin on my mother’s side.” “Just my luck and they’re not my friends.....I’ve been out of ...

... steady work for months with my first baby on the way. I needed the money and they offered me two hundred dollars to sit here for a few hours and drink coffee. Naturally I didn’t ask many questions.” “You win some and loose some, John. How do you know Bob?” “I’ve been good friends with his son Bryan since grade school. We were on the High School wrestling team together and State champs four years in a row.” “What kind of work do you do?” Jim asked. “Any kind of work with my hands; construction work mostly including heavy equipment; electrical, carpentry, some plumbing; why all the questions and why are you being so reasonable?” “You took a beating and all you did is grunt. I admire that. There are no hard feelings between us and we had a drink together. You remind me of me, when I was your age, except you’re way better looking. Have they paid you yet?” to which John replied “No Sir.” “Excellent, don’t take their money. When you heal up my barn needs painting. Can you operate a backhoe or a grader?” “Yes, Sir, I’m certified with both.” “Have you ever been in serious trouble with the law before young man?” “No, Sir not counting a felony that was reduced to a misdemeanor for disorderly conduct; there were two of them and it was self-defense. In the end it was adjourned contemplating dismal.” “Who were you protecting, John.” “I was protecting my wife, who was then my girlfriend.....how did you know that?” “Intuition young man; I’ll supply the paint and the brushes and you’ll paint ...