Chapter 10
It was dark outside. The party was in full swing all through the house. They had locked the sheriff and his deputy in one cell and the good-looking blonde cunt, Cindy, up in the other. The old drunk, Orin, had been brought up to the Laird house. They had included him in the party and the old man about had a heart attack with all the mamas f*****g him and all the booze he could drink from the mayor's private stock.
Leader looked at the old fat man, Laird, tied to a chair across the worn and laughed. He was high, high as hell. They were all high. They had stripped Laird's good-looking wife and taken turns f*****g her on the floor in front of the old man. But there wasn't much of a kick to it. The old man hadn't seemed to give a s**t and the woman, Jessica, had started loving
