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She walked down the steps , eyes peering into the dark looking for me. I approached and gave her a hug, while doing so I slipped a SP101 in her Blazer Pocket.
We headed down the walk approaching another set of steps ,these would lead down to the sidewalk at street level.
I dusted the coffee table today - I said in conversation. Did you get the blades on the ceiling fan too? - she asked . YES
The heat of the day had given way to a slight breeze once the sun had set. She put her hands in her Blazer and it "appeared" she was just closing the Blazer closer to her for warmth. Smart looking dark gray business suit - with stripes.
I was in Jeans, my older scuffed tennis shoes, tucked in Kahki with stripes Oxford Shirt and wearing a Duck Head Green 100% cotton shirt as a hedge against the chill - just an overshirt.
Lighting was poor as we turned the corner and headed to my truck. What do you think about the Clock in the kitchen? she asked . I mentioned she was correct it did look better on "that" wall as opposed to where it used to be.
I unlocked her door, let her in and locked her in. I proceeded to the driver's side, taking note as I entered . We left the secluded street bathed in darkeness. I took the first right and sped down to the main road in town, found the row of fast food joints and picked one. We ordered something to eat, shot the bull and let a good 45 minutes pass. Then went back to get her car. I approached slowly , with my bright lights on, the area was very dark. I took her keys , she slid over and got behind the wheel of my truck, she waited for me to pull away, then followed me to her place.
Communication.
Young lady was on jury duty, the case, well sometimes family and friends of the "accused" don't take too kindly of verdicts, and those responsible for such "outcomes". I know, BTDT and had my "moments" - more than once.
Being an attractive female, and who knows whom is going to be around a Courthouse, what for and why...past history...
Young Lady and I have had some classes together when I attended another College, I had been to her house to study, to work on class projects, and when she needed a ride to and fro getting her car repaired. I know the layout of the house. Her dog knows me as well, perhaps too well, the bag of peppermint was for him...
Same Young Lady that inquired about shooting and where one could go locally- took lessons and obtained her CCW. State Law says she cannot CCW in a Courthouse. I went to wait as I was called the Jury had decided to stay late and finish this case. The SP101, is her gun. I didn't "feel" right about her leaving at night in the event some folks were "upset" about the "outcome". My gut was talking to me, perhaps from my own experiences...
We just communicated using the layout of her house. She was better able to Identify folks that were family or friends of the "accused". Not knowing these folks I communicated ANYONE and where they were. Very simple communications, anyone overhearing us, would not think anything of the conversation.
Upon my suggestion when I first learned of her being on this jury, she swapped cars with her mom, her dad agreed. They still live in a smaller town, so if by chance someone were to get access to her address via license plates...well her parents are shooters, and they both CCW as well.
Everything is fine, nothing out of the ordinary happened. Yes I was CCW-ing, actually two. She keeps a shotgun loaded up and in "snick and go" condition as I call it.
She has been there for me when I couldn't carry, like the moring I spent in a Federal Bldg, my gun was in the Simplex Bolted in her trunk when she came to pick me up that day. We had left my truck for service, and best to have locked up, where I could access it between the time I finished my business and the time my truck was ready - and I could go pick it up.
Just food for thought.
One never knows...
We headed down the walk approaching another set of steps ,these would lead down to the sidewalk at street level.
I dusted the coffee table today - I said in conversation. Did you get the blades on the ceiling fan too? - she asked . YES
The heat of the day had given way to a slight breeze once the sun had set. She put her hands in her Blazer and it "appeared" she was just closing the Blazer closer to her for warmth. Smart looking dark gray business suit - with stripes.
I was in Jeans, my older scuffed tennis shoes, tucked in Kahki with stripes Oxford Shirt and wearing a Duck Head Green 100% cotton shirt as a hedge against the chill - just an overshirt.
Lighting was poor as we turned the corner and headed to my truck. What do you think about the Clock in the kitchen? she asked . I mentioned she was correct it did look better on "that" wall as opposed to where it used to be.
I unlocked her door, let her in and locked her in. I proceeded to the driver's side, taking note as I entered . We left the secluded street bathed in darkeness. I took the first right and sped down to the main road in town, found the row of fast food joints and picked one. We ordered something to eat, shot the bull and let a good 45 minutes pass. Then went back to get her car. I approached slowly , with my bright lights on, the area was very dark. I took her keys , she slid over and got behind the wheel of my truck, she waited for me to pull away, then followed me to her place.
Communication.
Young lady was on jury duty, the case, well sometimes family and friends of the "accused" don't take too kindly of verdicts, and those responsible for such "outcomes". I know, BTDT and had my "moments" - more than once.
Being an attractive female, and who knows whom is going to be around a Courthouse, what for and why...past history...
Young Lady and I have had some classes together when I attended another College, I had been to her house to study, to work on class projects, and when she needed a ride to and fro getting her car repaired. I know the layout of the house. Her dog knows me as well, perhaps too well, the bag of peppermint was for him...
Same Young Lady that inquired about shooting and where one could go locally- took lessons and obtained her CCW. State Law says she cannot CCW in a Courthouse. I went to wait as I was called the Jury had decided to stay late and finish this case. The SP101, is her gun. I didn't "feel" right about her leaving at night in the event some folks were "upset" about the "outcome". My gut was talking to me, perhaps from my own experiences...
We just communicated using the layout of her house. She was better able to Identify folks that were family or friends of the "accused". Not knowing these folks I communicated ANYONE and where they were. Very simple communications, anyone overhearing us, would not think anything of the conversation.
Upon my suggestion when I first learned of her being on this jury, she swapped cars with her mom, her dad agreed. They still live in a smaller town, so if by chance someone were to get access to her address via license plates...well her parents are shooters, and they both CCW as well.
Everything is fine, nothing out of the ordinary happened. Yes I was CCW-ing, actually two. She keeps a shotgun loaded up and in "snick and go" condition as I call it.
She has been there for me when I couldn't carry, like the moring I spent in a Federal Bldg, my gun was in the Simplex Bolted in her trunk when she came to pick me up that day. We had left my truck for service, and best to have locked up, where I could access it between the time I finished my business and the time my truck was ready - and I could go pick it up.
Just food for thought.
One never knows...