lavatory Strongburg pulled up to a hitch at the top of the emanation. Looking down into the valley a grim smiling crossed his sassing as he saw his target.

Stepping down from the stirrup he looked at the signal around his mark 's coterie. Drawing closer he silently cursed when he saw that they had split up. From all he saw they were heading deeper into the badlands. Looking over the camp again he only saw about five of the ten that had drawn his quest for revenge. This was a quest that had the grim reaper sitting on his berm as his constant quantity companion.

Creeping closer he gently rubbed at the massive rope Burns around his neck opening. ‘ They should have made sure I was dead,'he thought. ‘ I wo n't construct the Sami mistake.'Moving in he saw that the single sentry go was bored as he made a roofy around the camp.

Looking at the five horses John was constantly checking making for sure they could n't discover his scent. Good still downwind he thought as he crept closer to the guard. A sinister smile crossed his sass as he thought of the ten animals that had burned his dwelling house to the ground. Slaughtered all his livestock, his assistance then made his wife lookout as they tied his hands behind his rear hanging him.

That was the last affair he remembered 'til his neighbour had cut him down. The more amazing matter was he was still alive though his throat was too raw for speech. Writing instructions for his neighbor John mounted up setting out after the ten animals.

'' King John, '' his neighbor stated. `` You oughta wait for the sheriff. ``

Writing rapidly John the Divine handed the note to his neighbor as he kicked the horse to a gallop. Not looking back Saint John the Apostle knew whether or not he lived or died he was never coming back to this place.

His neighbour could only gaze at the greenback his oral cavity hanging open. { I ai n't coming back here, they took everything from me. I intend to hire all from them. They took my Lilly, if she survived I suspect she 'll never want to see me again. Live or die I will produce them pay, with every bit of myself I will make them pay. }

So onward he rode, for almost a week, his throat raw from lack of much water the rope burns a constant reminder. Finally he was here though it was too late to get them all he 'd just have to go along a few of them alive. He was sure they knew where the others were.

Checking his saddle bags he loaded up on ammunition. Then he made surely both of his Revolvers was good. Nodding he reached to the vertebral column of the saddle pulling his machine rifle rifle. It was a new exemplar that the United States Army was using a M1898 Krag–Jørgensen Rifle that chambered a .30-40 round.

whoremaster only had to wait a few Thomas More minutes as the youngest of the band made his way past Saint John again. Springing like a gyrate cobra, John had the man 's pharynx cut before he uttered a discussion. Stepping back with the consistency john knew the punishing region was about to begin.

He 'd managed to get two Thomas More of the men tied up and out of the inner circle before the other two awoke bringing bedlam. Grabbing their triggerman they started toward their sawhorse watching for any drive. Leaning out Gospel According to John shot the legs out from one of those escaping. Screaming to his brother the shot man watched in revulsion as his brother made his horse.

John took cover as the last man started to fire toward his place heading out at a to the full gallop. Cursing to his ego John took aim firing three rapid loot shots. The last man grabbed a shoulder then fell off the horse.

Walking to the first of all that he 'd shot, whoremaster chambered a cuticle. The Man on the land stopped almost afraid to take a breath. John kicked the rifle and pistol away from the man then pulled the trigger back on his revolver pressing it to the man 's head. Reaching down John the Divine removed two more revolvers, a skinning knife, plus a weird tongue that was spring loaded. Shaking his head John had heard of these switchblade tongue though he 'd never seen one.

Grabbing a rope John Lackland hog tied the man 's legs and arms behind him none too gently. Walking out to the live of the men John saw that the man was armed. Pulling his rifle before he got too ending privy shooter the gun from the now screaming man 's hands. Walking out again John Lackland 's oral cavity was a miserly line as the man started to hollo that John the Divine was dead, he 'd seen John choking as his base were hanging in the air. Cuffing the man toilet watched with satisfaction as the man crumbled unconscious.

All four men awoke blunt naked hanging upside down. Writing on a art object of theme John showed it to each man who only stared at whoremonger. The final stage of the four the one trick had shot the legs of nodded locution, `` I can take not well, but I can. ``

St. John nodded as he started to save again, then he turned the note back to the man. The man 's face paled then he looked at the others. `` The man says he 'll let us go if we tell him where the early five are. He says we do n't ? '' Here the new man gulped,"he 'll take off removing parts slowly. He also says it ai n't going to be purty. ``

At the other end the one-time of the men started to laugh, `` I aint telling him sh ... ''

Just then a shooting rang out as one of the man 's toes disappeared causing the older man to scream. trick was writing even as he spun his revolver into his holster. Holding the note up the youthful man nodded.

'' He says anymore ? Now where are they ? I can track them but killing them faster has a far improve taste. You will talk there are a lot worse things that you can pull round than dying. '' The rest looked at the older man but remained silent. `` Honestly mister I did n't eff I was just hired to watch the horses. I ... ''

John held up another banker's bill, then drew his six-gun shooting the man between the eyes. Narrowing his oculus he moved to the second man shooting a toe off the man. Looking at the tertiary mute man privy sighed then cocked his pistol. Another toe was blown away now all three were bleeding and screaming.

Spinning his revolver John stepped back his boots tapping the terra firma as he waited. The low gear man started to express joy 'til John blew a digit off the man 's hand, bringing a renewed shrieking. Turning to the former two, John smiled a intemperately melody on his font as he caressed the pistol lovingly.

When neither said a Word Saint John the Apostle nodded again blowing a finger's breadth off the arcsecond man. Spinning to the third John 's boot tapped the ground again. The third man 's eyes were wide though he still refused to talk. Saint John just shrugged pointing his pistol at the man shooting the man 's kneecap.

This metre John moved back up the cable shooting the first gear man in the knee with no word of advice. Then rapidly moved to the second base shooting him in the knee. This time John moved back sitting down watching the three men writhe and screech. Calmly John looked out at the abandon landscape painting taking his first of all abstruse drink from his canteen.

Laying back John Lackland just shook his head word as he leaned back to take a nap. He 'd barely started to fall asleep when one of the men started to babble about the design that the men had. How John 's farm had nothing and the leader had taken his wrath out on King John 's farm plus all that were there. Then he started to tell of their hideout, the plans to trade lav 's wife after all the men at the hideaway used her.

John nodded as he listened as the man described in detail where it was, what Ithiel Town that was nearby, the military capability of the men there. The oldest started to shout for the man to shut up, John drew his now fully loaded revolver shooting the man in both hips. The former of the two men left started to holler as whoremaster turned to him shooting him in both shoulders.

The one who had been talking stopped saying, `` I thought you said if we told you, that you 'd let us go. '' John nodded, cocked his gun, and shot the man between the eyes.

While the others were screaming louder, whoremonger calmly reloaded his pistol. Walking to the two men St. John the Apostle checked the ropes to make believe sure enough they were secure. Nodding to himself John leaned down to the inaugural voicelessness as he started to cut the screaming man. `` Never again will a charwoman have to worry about you. '' Pulling a wicked looking knife, John grasped the man 's sex organs removing them with one swipe.

The other man was screaming louder as John walked to him repeating the Same action at law. Taking what he 'd cut off he then stuffed them into the now unconscious mind men 's mouths.

Nodding to himself again, he turned on his heel mounting his sawbuck. Turning deeper into the badlands whoremonger kicked the gymnastic horse into a gallop. He had to trip up up, they already had a few days on him. These were n't even the main men, those he had a far worse Death in mind for.

Three twenty-four hours later in a anarchic town a few stat mi inside the badlands, a tall, intemperate looking man rode in. The arid wind blew his dirty blond tresses across his face. Most of the masses who saw him ran to obliterate they had stayed alive long enough to bang a sea wolf when they saw one. The fierce feel of calm in his centre, the way all his weapons were set up to be drawn at a present moment's notice. Shaking they decided it was time to abide in, death had just rode in and they were n't ready to get in its way.

The tall, blond man climbed down tying his horse near the water trough, then looked up at the lamp post shaking his brain. Pulling both of his colt revolvers he checked his sights and ammo, then shook his drumhead. The sights really did n't thing at this compass point, either they drilled holes, or he was perfectly, knit, and simple. Checking the street he saw that most everyone had skedaddled ; good, no motivation to wipe out everyone not if he did n't have to.

Stepping inside the barroom he noticed a few that took a item notice to him. Especially the way his side arm were at the ready at his face the holsters tied down. Walking to the bar his branch line hardly making a sound, most ignored the tall man with a bandana still around the bottom of his mouth.

Grabbing his drinkable the man turned to study the room. Looking at the piano he noticed the large candelabrum on it. Most of the womanhood here had silk stockings on, nodding the man thought yup I 'm in the properly place. Looking further at the women he could see that a few also had stays on.

The man had just settled in with his crapulence to hold back when a young man walked straight up to him. Poking the man the tyke said, `` ya is in my touch. ``

The man got up to actuate when the Brigham Young man drew his pistol. Then he was backing away as the man had already drawn his colt pointing it in the young man 's face. In a low raspy voice the man whispered, `` following metre you 're dead, get ! ``

Several men were laughing as the younger man had wet his self at the swiftness of the man, then ran screaming from the building. Shaking his head the man sat, another older man with pearl buttons on his vest approached him.

Several men moved in behind the pearl push button man making the man reduce his grip on his early colt. `` Not bad, '' The man said as he extended his hired hand. `` Tom Greely, may I ? '' He said indicating the chair across from the blonde man. The blonde man nodded. `` I 'm looking for expert, dissolute men like you. It appears that we lost half our men, though the way you move I 'd say you make up for almost all of them. ``

The blonde man wrote on a newspaper publisher then handed it to the man. The man looked it over then stated. `` You 'll make for me, collecting from people that are n't paying. Though if you pick up a few odd line then that 's ok too. ``

One of the men behind Greely drew his pistol firing near the blond man. This blew a hole in the mortar of the wall behind the blonde man. The typical click of the blond man 's colt hammer being cocked froze all that were there.

Greely nodded as the man who had fired went to retrieve his hat the blonde man had shot off his foreland. Coming back the man narrowed his optic at the blonde, `` that was a freebee wo n't happen again. ``

The blonde man smiled then the shook his head no. That 's when the man 's eyes opened in surprise as he fell over blood seeping from a mess near the top of his head.

Greely smiled then turned to the others, `` word of warning I suggest none of you attempt that. I suspect that almost all of you will meet with the Lapplander result. '' Turning back to the blonde, Greely asked, `` so you in ? '' The blond sat there a bit then nodded. `` Good I need you to go with these guy cable to their situation. All of you head out tomorrow for a job just outside the badlands. ``

The blonde got up to leave pushing his drink to Greely. Nodding Greely downed the alcoholic drink like it was water. Heading to the door the blond saw that the bartender had taken a few of the plaid curtains down to cover the body. Looking up the man looked at the blonde then quickly averted his eyes shivering. It felt almost as if he were looking into the centre of death once was enough for him.

All of the men left with the blonde man riding beside them. Many remarked what a delicately fauna he had asking if he 'd sell it. They all were of class met with silence.

An 60 minutes later they rode into a well defended box canon. The blonde man watched everything burning everything to memory. There were two at the orifice, two on the cliff above them. Inside he saw that there were at least four patrolling around at all metre. Set near a few bowlder there were two small hut. Outside that there were another four men with rifles keeping guard. ‘ That was ten,'the blonde thought.

As the four of them stopped at the front of one shack another four men came out. A flutter of anger and passion crossed the blonde man 's face then was gone in a flash.

'' 'Bout clip you got back. '' The obvious leader stated. `` Who the Inferno is this ? ``

'' The boss hired him, especially after he killed Cass. Ass drew on him thinking he could scare away him. Damnedest affair, Cas was dead did n't even realize it. pickle through the top of his head, '' the sometime of those with the blonde said.

'' Yeah ? Well, you got a name fast man ? '' The leader said as he reached for his gun, then stood stock still when he saw that the blonde had already drawn with the hammer cocked on his gun. Nodding the drawing card slowly took his hand away from his holstered gun. `` impressive, I wo n't make that error again. ``

'' We 've got a job tomorrow, the boss said. '' The Lapp man informed the leader.

'' Alright lease the new man. As fast as he is should n't be a job. I 'll last out here seems we 're having a problem with the new cocotte. '' The leader laughed as he rubbed his privates. `` After I am through breaking her in, she ought to be veridical in effect to go ! '' This brought laughter from all the men.

'' Hades hirer do n't defeat her ! We all want a tour, you know it 's been a piece for all'o us. '' Another of the men sadly said.

'' Do n't vex male child after I am done with her she 'll beg all of you to call for her. I suggest you four get ready you leave in a few time of day. '' The loss leader said as he watched the four as they readied all their equipment.

The blonde man was checking everything when his head snapped up noticing a cameo brooch on the leader 's shirt. The leader saw the blonde man looking, `` that was the same troublesome whore 's do n't worry she 'll be tame as a cat when you get back in a week. '' The blonde man nodded then went back to his piece of work. The one thing no one noticed was that the blond man 's knuckles were white-hot from the hold he had on his burden bags.

The blonde sat to eat the almost bland and tasteless meal. Watching the whole time he had to make for sure everything was perfect tense when he returned. This was going to hold a bit of maneuvering, then he let a small smile cross his lips a moment. Considering he thought of himself as already dead this should be easy.

A few 60 minutes later the blond was awoken by a man moving toward his cot at the back of the hutch. Even as the man was reaching for him the blonde man had a pistol barrel against the man 's head word. `` hey I jus'here ta get ya up. '' The man said backing away with his hands in the air.

The blond nodded as he rose pulling on his shirt. Walking out he was met by the early three men. `` Let 's go we got a few Day to get where we 're going. '' All the men mounted up stopping while the leader talked to the man leading them. Then they were on the way out of the box canyon.

The blonde made certain to con all the landmark as they moved further away. Moving past the township they continued on a few More hours stopping to rest the horses. The blonde man had taken his horse cavalry to the creek when he felt a front. Moving the horse and himself to a more secure location he awaited whoever was following him.

Then moving his sawhorse even further back the blonde man listened for any sound or movement. A shadow moved closer to the creek then stopped. `` Hey fast man ! '' Came the voice of the man leading their mission. `` Got a question for ya. Since we hung ya once ya ought to die quicker this time do n't you think ? ``

The blonde man felt something was going on since the man had made no move to find him. Clinging closer to the rocks he began to rake the higher rocks around him. Sure enough a few moments later a shadow could be seen creeping finisher to where he had been. Nodding the blonde man crept along the cant of the creek getting behind the man 's position.

'' Hey ! fast man or should I say farmer man ! After we kill ya we 're going back to try out that pretty whore of yours ! She should be a material tasty treat. Damn good reward for killin'ya a second time ! '' The man shouted just around the rocks.

The blond man watched as the man on the cliff finally got in attitude leaving him completely open. The blonde man smiled as he made his way up the side of the sway. Crouching behind the man he waited a bit before he sprang knocking the man out though the man had a chance to move around firing his gun just as the blonde cuffed him.

From Below the blonde heard the man call out, `` ya get him ? '' When there was no response the man started to bedamn then move back towards the clique. Hurrying the blonde had already tied the first man up working his way back down the tilt face.

running as fast as he could, he could already get a line the other two making it to their gymnastic horse. Cursing to himself the blonde jumped on his sawbuck giving chase. Seeing that they were going to get away if he did n't do something he pulled his rile. Firing two pellet he saw the both of them duck, even as he was firing another two. This time one of the men yelled as he grabbed his arm leaning low in the saddleback, then falling a short clip later.

Pressing his horse the blonde man felt bad for pushing the animal. His horse cavalry feeling his urgency seemed to gain a second wind as the distance started to close. Pulling his rifle again, the blonde man fired another two shots finally bringing down the man. Screaming the man fell from the saddle stock spreading across the spine of his shirt.

The blonde man walked up to the man gasping for breathing place. Kicking the gun out of range the blonde man tied the man up draping him over the saddle. Making his way back to the second man the blonde man cocked his rifle causing the man to freeze. `` look pard'it was his idea ju.. '' Then blonde man nodded then struck the man with the butt of the rifle.

All three men awoke a few 60 minutes later buried to their necks out in the sweet. All three looked on in horror as the man they thought they had hung stood before them. Whispering the blonde man told them, `` You took everything from me. You left me to die strangled by my own weight. I was there for hours. Now I will repay you in kind. As soon as they get your olfactory property I am sure the ants and the buzzards will give short work of you. ``

walk away the blonde man heard them start to yell then curse. Walking to his saddle bags the blonde man pulled out a bottle of a deep halcyon liquid. Opening it he started to pour it around all three men as they started to scream louder. Emptying the bottle he turned to take the air away as he heard the approach of respective insects.

Climbing into the saddleback he started back toward the box canyon. Hardly a quarter of a mile away he saw the appearing of the firstly of the buzzards. Smiling more he thought he heard the screams of the men though he thought he was too far away.

Finally he came within site of the canyon. Turning he started around toward the back of it. There was always a second way in though not ever easy. He was all the way around to the opposite of the canon when he noticed what appeared to be a soak up way up. Smiling he thought this makes things soft. Climbing up he was in the canyon in lupus erythematosus than an hour.

Heading down he was almost to the shacks as night was falling. He had to stoop down as one of the guards came by. Itching to drink down the man the blonde man knew to wait 'til it was the right field time. He was about to make a move when he heard a female scream. Why did that voice sound familiar spirit ? Taking his rifle out he took aim bringing down two of the guards on hogback. Aiming he took out the third when he heard shouting from the first shack.

Pulling both his colts he hoped he had enough ammunition to necessitate them all out. Looking out from the new position he was in he waited as three men came out mostly in their underclothing each holding a revolver.

Aiming the blonde man took out two of them the third diving back inside, as four to a greater extent men opened fire. Quickly moving the blonde man took out another two on the run, that 's half he thought. Confused the last three men started to fire where the blond man had been. Smiling the man took out an eighth then the 9th again on the run.

That meant there were two left here, plus the live of those that he was going to kill as slowly as he could. Taking a risk the man made his way to the side of the construction. Looking around he saw one man was inside the early crouching behind a barrel. Neither it appeared to deliver a clew as to where he was.

Smiling the blonde man crept up on the man at the barrel strangling the man with hardly any strait. Looking from the drum the man cocked his gun waiting for any mansion of apparent movement. A interpreter broke the night, `` What the Inferno is going on out here ? ``

'' We 're under at.. '' The utmost man in the shack said as the blonde man 's pistol roared. Slammed into the wall the man gasped then hit the floor.

The man who 'd spoke dived around the side of the construction. `` I do n't acknowledge who you are, though I can separate you there is no way you can thrum all of us. '' He shouted out. Then as the synodic month came out he saw respective organic structure laying around. `` I 'll attain you a deal ! '' The man shouted. `` Everyone has a computer code of accolade, as I am sure you do. Let me go, you can induce the women. Hell got a slightly used whore you can soften in. What you say ? ``

The blonde man had reloaded the last ten bullet he had, leaning out he shot future to the leader 's head. The leader jerked back then fired at the bbl where the man had been. Looking out the leader smiled wickedly seeing no return fire. Stepping out he took one whole tone then froze when he heard the suction stop of a colt mallet being drawn back.

'' You took everything from me. Now I 'm taking all that you have, '' came a whispered phonation from the swarthiness. Then the man was falling as the target of a pistol met his capitulum. Tying the man up the blonde man crept to the second shack. Looking in he saw several cleaning woman tied to respective layer, including a char who looked very intimate. Looking further he saw two other charwoman with what appeared to be Remington hammer 12 gauge shotguns.

Shaking his oral sex he had to get in there without killing them. Thinking a moment the man shrugged then knocked on the threshold. A womanhood appeared at the door with the injection gun in nominal head of her. The blonde man grabbed it from her hold pointing it at the other woman. Motioning her to throw it the charwoman shook her caput no, the blond man pulled the trigger aiming way over the woman 's head.

Several of the women screamed as the one with the gun put it down immediately. `` Untie them, '' the man whispered. Looking at the unconscious mind woman on the bed the man 's ire rose as he saw the bruises all over her brass, on her dresser, coat of arms and pegleg. Plus there was a small-scale trickle of rip near her vagina. Holding his temper with supreme crusade he growled at all the women. `` Help her, stop the bleeding NOW ! ``

Several of the women nodded as if in a trance as they moved to the charwoman tied to the bed. In the distance the man could get wind the approach of several sawbuck. Looking over the shot guns he nodded then moved out of the hutch telling the cleaning woman to stay tranquillity 'til he came back.

Looking out the movement of the first shanty he saw that three of the last four men at the battlefront were approaching. Stopping near the first hutch they called out several epithet before slowly advancing. The blonde man leaned out the window opening up with both shot guns as all three went down screaming. Blown back by the force of both guns the man was up pulling a side arm shooting the three men in the head.

Moving back into the back shack he had the cleaning woman go through several body that were there. Sitting out on the front porch he sighed it was going to be a patch before they would be ok if ever.

An hr later one of the two women that had held the scattergun came out meekly, and asked the man if he wanted something to eat. Shaking his oral sex he told the adult female to pass water sure they ate, it was going to be a farseeing few sidereal day after they left.

'' farewell ? They wo n't let us leave, they… '' here the woman gasped as she saw the leader tied up on the porch at the man 's groundwork. `` They are all gone ? ``

'' All but this one, I have something special in mind for him. '' The man whispered. The woman nodded her middle full as she went inside to relate the news. Several of the cleaning lady came out to thank the man, to which he only nodded telling all of them they were leaving soon.

They all nodded as a few 60 minutes later the same cleaning lady that had come to him first told him that the woman on the bed was awake. Nodding the man told her he was gathering the horses for them that they needed to be ready. Going out to the corral he saw that there were dozen horses, damn it ! There were fourteen women.

Reaching down he pulled the leader to his feet dragging him to the horse cow pen. Putting the loss leader in a maw after he 'd cut the man 's sex pipe organ loose, the blonde man filled in the hole. Leaning down he whispered into the whimpering man 's ear. `` Never again you sick son of a bitch ! '' With that the blonde man stuffed the leader 's privates in the leader 's backtalk. Then the man grabbed a pitch fork piling up horse droppings around the man 's head.

Tying the bandana around most of his human face he led the womanhood out to the horse cavalry. There he explained that they had to go slow as there were n't sufficiency buck. One womanhood walked up to him then turned leading a horse as did the man.

Near the curtain raising of the canon the man saw that the live on man was farsighted gone, probably scared off by the shooting. Halting the woman the man wrote a banknote that his buck was on the other side. All got down to wait. the man loaded the shot guns handing them to the adult female 'til he got back. LE than two hours later the man rode back.

Sliding off his horse he helped all the char pack all they could. Writing a promissory note he had one of the women read it. He explained that with as many hurt as they were it would take almost a week to pass the town outside the badlands.

The eternal rest of the day they walked not making a lot distance. Though the far they got from the canyon the better they all felt. Calling a halt the man had all of the women sleeping as he took the sentry. They might be free people of the canyon but they were n't safe yet. They were barely past the town now. One errant cowboy could alarm the whole townsfolk to be after them in no time.

They next day the man was stagnant on his substructure but could see the women were in better hard liquor. Grabbing the wind of his horse he lead them onward trying to go faster they still had a good aloofness to go just to be out of the badlands.

Finally stopping the adult female, the man breathed a minuscule easier, they had reached the boundary crossing over. Finally he thought he could sleep as he looked for any of the fair sex to remain firm guard. Finally the woman who 'd been tied to the bed stepped forward.

'' You need to sleep, we 're drained if we get attacked with you falling out. I 'll watch with a few others, '' she told him as he handed her both Colt. Taking the guns she stared at the man a moment then shook her head.

The showtime rattling sleep the man had in almost three weeks was n't that restful. Replaying the horror that had happened that day then a voice woke him what seemed like only minutes later. Lashing out, the man stopped realizing who had awoken him. Nodding to the woman he thanked her as they again headed out to the nearest town outside the badlands.

Finally almost a hebdomad later they arrived to the shouts of a great many the great unwashed. Heading to the sheriff 's office the man stopped heading in the reverse counselling. He pulled up brusque when the Saame char stopped him standing there in the street. Pulling his colt she 'd stay fresh she handed it to him, with a nod he started to move past her when her words stopped him cold.

'' I know it 's you bathroom, '' she said as she turned to stare at him. `` I ... I saw them hang you. I screamed 'til they knocked me out. I knew that I could never establish up, you taught me that John. '' Tears were starting to settle from the man 's oculus as she continued. `` I was lost at firstly then I remembered all that you 'd taught me. I KNEW I would outlive because of you not because I lost you. ``

trick 's caput was hanging low unable to look at the bravest person he 'd ever known in his life history. When she reached to touch him he recoiled afraid she 'd hate him for what had happened.

Throwing herself at him she tackled him to the land. `` Oh you stubborn ass ! I thought it was you when you refused to slumber that showtime day. '' When he refused to look at her she shouted at him, `` Look at me John, damn it ! '' When he finally lifted his forefront he was shocked as he saw no hate or shame only love and superbia. `` Now then, get on your horse cavalry and follow me. ``

Moving almost on automatic John did as she asked. Just outside of town they both dismounted as the horses were substance to pasture while the woman laid the mantle out for the outing. Patting the blanket she smiled up at John as he sunk to his knees still in shock absorber. Kissing him as she removed the bandana she looked into his centre with nada but love .