The man begged and pleaded, praying for the good lord to come down and smite the evil intruders, his prayers were answered by the sound of gun fire from inside the house and his wife's screams. Johnny only smiled and shrugged, "Crazy bitches...what can I say.." he said before waving the gun and implying that the man should get up.<br/><br/>"Please...please don't kill us....please god.."  The Mormon stayed on the ground, probably too far in shock to get up off the ground.<br/><br/>"Hey....Get up...I ain't gonna kill ya....just get the fuck up and lets get inside the house ok? You don't wanna keep them ladies waiting fella...you already heard how trigger happy they are...COME ON GET YOUR ASS OFF THE GROUND!" Johnny said, getting angrier the longer the man didn't listen to him and eventually going over and helping the guy up by the head of hair. "GO asshole!"<br/><br/>The Mormon walked cautiously in front of Johnny, his hesitation said that he already thought his wife was dead and didn't have the nerve to actually go inside, so Johnny wapped him in the back with his gun to help him along. They entered and the man immediately bolted to his gunshot and gagged wife, crumpling on the  ground near her, he began to weep and beg god for help again. "Jesis buddy....don't just fucking sit there...go get some sheets to bandage your wife's wounds, she's gonna bleed out while your praying for god's sake!" Johnny called out sarcastically.<br/><br/>Johnny looked at Skyler his expression was that of frustration. "Come on baby...look at how pretty that little spoiled bitch was....You two had to fucking pop her ? You couldn't of just whacked her in the head?....Fuck's sake....Where the hell did Rain run off to anyway?"<br/><br/>"She's cutting the phone lines" Skyler answered just as Rain was walking back into the room.<br/><br/>"All right ladies, I am sure the smell of freshly fired gunpowder turns you on as much as it does me, but I don't want anymore unnecessary shots fired...This may indeed be hunting country, and I can't see any neighbors, but I am still pretty sure semi automatic gunfire draws attention, so no more 'bang bang' unless it's absolutely needed...OK?" Johnny said, mocking a father's condescending tone, it was of course a joke, he was easily as violent and brutal as they were.<br/><br/>"Ok...I am gonna go park the car in the garage...You two keep an eye on these two..." He finished and walked back outside, having to stop just outside the door and adjust his dick again, all the blood and violence was making him stiff and his tight blue jeans weren't helping.<br/><br/>Johnny walked out to the garage first and popped the door. It was empty, with the exception of lawn care accouterments and holiday decorations. He turned around and watched the dirt road for a few minutes, making sure no nosy neighbors were  snooping, when he was happy they're were none he set about his business. He dropped back into the drivers side seat of the car and pulled it into the garage before shutting the ignition off, but not the power. He turned on the radio and tuned it to the oldies station, Stevie Wonder's 'Very Superstitious' was playing and Johnny sparked a joint and started puffing. He needed something to settle his nerves, after what the girls had done to that housewife, he wasn't going to be getting much play off of her.<br/><br/>Johnny sat puffing a doobie and jamming to the radio in the garage, his dick was still rock hard, so he decided to do something about it. He pulled his stiffy out and started masturbating, being sure to check the rear view every couple of minutes to make sure no one was sneaking up on him.