John Strongburg pulled up to a stop at the top of the rise. Looking down into the valley a low-spirited smile crossed his lips as he saw his target.

Stepping down from the stirrup he looked at the planetary house around his aim 's ingroup. Drawing closer he silently cursed when he saw that they had split up. From all he saw they were heading deeper into the Bad Lands. Looking over the inner circle again he only saw about five of the ten that had drawn his quest for retaliation. This was a pursuance that had the downcast harvester sitting on his articulatio humeri as his unceasing companion.

Creeping closer he gently rubbed at the massive rophy burns around his neck. ‘ They should deliver made for certain I was dead,'he thought. ‘ I wo n't create the same mistake.'Moving in he saw that the single guard was bored as he made a lap around the camp.

Looking at the five cavalry privy was constantly checking making sure they could n't detect his fragrance. Good still downwind he thought as he crept closer to the guard. A sinister grinning crossed his brim as he thought of the ten beast that had burned his household to the footing. Slaughtered all his livestock, his service then made his wife watch as they tied his hands behind his backrest hanging him.

That was the hold up thing he remembered 'til his neighbor had cut him down. The more amazing thing was he was still alive though his throat was too raw for speech. Writing instruction manual for his neighbor privy mounted up setting out after the ten animals.

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

committal to writing rapidly Saint John handed the note of hand to his neighbour as he kicked the horse to a gallop. Not looking back John knew whether or not he lived or died he was never coming back to this place.

His neighbor could only stare at the note his mouth hanging unresolved. { I ai n't coming back here, they took everything from me. I intend to call for all from them. They took my Lilly, if she survived I suspect she 'll never need to see me again. Live or die I will make them pay, with every bit of myself I will make them pay. }

So onward he rode, for almost a hebdomad, his throat raw from want of much pee the roofy burns a invariable admonisher. Finally he was here though it was too previous to get them all he 'd just suffer to preserve a few of them alive. He was sealed they knew where the others were.

Checking his saddle bags he loaded up on ammunition. Then he made sure both of his revolver was full. Nodding he reached to the back of the bicycle seat pulling his reflexive rifle. It was a new model that the army was using a M1898 Krag–Jørgensen Rifle that chambered a .30-40 round.

Saint John only had to look a few to a greater extent minutes as the untested of the band made his way past John again. Springing like a gyrate cobra, John had the man 's throat cut before he uttered a word. Stepping back with the body Saint John the Apostle knew the hard division was about to begin.

He 'd managed to get two more of the men tied up and out of the camp before the other two awoke bringing bedlam. Grabbing their guns they started toward their buck watching for any trend. Leaning out John shot the legs out from one of those escaping. Screaming to his brother the jibe man watched in horror as his brother made his horse.

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

walking to the first that he 'd pullulate, John chambered a shell. The Man on the ground stopped almost afraid to breathe. can kicked the rifle and pistol away from the man then pulled the trigger back on his revolving door pressing it to the man 's head. Reaching down John removed two Sir Thomas More revolvers, a skinning knife, plus a unearthly knife that was natural spring loaded. Shaking his chief Gospel According to John had heard of these switchblade knifes though he 'd never seen one.

Grabbing a rophy whoremonger hog tied the man 's pegleg and coat of arms behind him none too gently. Walking out to the stopping point of the men John saw that the man was armed. Pulling his rifle before he got too finale John snap the gun from the now screaming man 's men. Walking out again John 's mouth was a stringent line as the man started to cry that John was abruptly, he 'd seen John the Evangelist choking as his infantry were hanging in the air. Cuffing the man trick watched with atonement as the man crumbled unconscious.

All four men awoke gross naked hanging upside down. Writing on a piece of theme John showed it to each man who only stared at John. The last-place of the four the one bathroom had shot the branch of nodded saying, `` I can interpret not well, but I can. ``

John nodded as he started to publish again, then he turned the preeminence 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 other five are. He says we do n't ? '' Here the younger man gulped,"he 'll start removing region slowly. He also says it ai n't going to be purty. ``

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

Just then a crack rang out as one of the man 's toes disappeared causing the previous man to scream. John was writing even as he spun his revolving door into his holster. Holding the note up the younger man nodded.

'' He says anymore ? Now where are they ? I can track them but killing them faster has a far in force taste sensation. You will talk there are a lot worse things that you can survive than dying. '' The rest looked at the honest-to-goodness man but remained silent. `` Honestly mister I did n't know I was just hired to watch over the Equus caballus. I ... ''

John held up another note, then drew his revolver shooting the man between the heart. Narrowing his eyes he moved to the second man shooting a toe off the man. Looking at the third silent man John sighed then cocked his handgun. Another toe was blown away now all three were bleeding and screaming.

Spinning his revolver John Lackland stepped back his boots tapping the priming coat as he waited. The maiden man started to laugh 'til trick blew a finger off the man 's hand, bringing a renewed shrieking. Turning to the other two, John smiled a severely line on his face as he caressed the pistol lovingly.

When neither said a Christian Bible John nodded again blowing a fingerbreadth off the second man. Spinning to the one-third Saint John the Apostle 's boot tapped the ground again. The tertiary man 's eyes were panoptic though he still refused to peach. John just shrugged pointing his pistol at the man shooting the man 's kneecap.

This fourth dimension John moved back up the line shooting the first man in the genu with no warning. Then rapidly moved to the second gear shot him in the stifle. This time John Lackland moved back sitting down watching the three men writhe and scream. Calmly John the Divine looked out at the empty landscape painting taking his first deep drink from his canteen.

egg laying back john just shook his head as he leaned back to strike a nap. He 'd barely started to fall asleep when one of the men started to blab out about the plans that the men had. How John 's farm had nothing and the leader had taken his anger out on whoremonger 's farm plus all that were there. Then he started to enjoin of their hideout, the plans to sell John 's wife after all the men at the hideout used her.

John the Evangelist nodded as he listened as the man described in detail where it was, what town that was nearby, the strength of the men there. The erstwhile started to yell for the man to shut up, John drew his now fully loaded revolver shooting the man in both hips. The other of the two men left started to scream as Saint John the Apostle 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. '' whoremonger nodded, cocked his gun, and shot the man between the eyes.

While the others were screaming louder, privy calmly reloaded his handgun. Walking to the two men John checked the roach to make indisputable they were secure. Nodding to himself John leaned down to the first base whispering as he started to cut the screaming man. `` Never again will a charwoman have to concern about you. '' Pulling a wicked looking knife, John grasped the man 's sex organs removing them with one swipe.

The early man was screaming louder as John walked to him repeating the like actions. Taking what he 'd cut off he then stuffed them into the now unconscious men 's mouths.

Nodding to himself again, he turned on his heel mounting his sawbuck. Turning deeper into the Bad Lands John kicked the horse into a gallop. He had to trip up up, they already had a few solar day on him. These were n't even the main men, those he had a far risky demise in intellect for.

Three days later in a anarchical township a few miles inside the badlands, a tall, severely looking man rode in. The arid current of air blew his dirty blonde tresses across his font. well-nigh of the the great unwashed who saw him ran to hide they had stayed alive long enough to know a killer when they saw one. The fierce look of composure in his eyes, the way all his arm were ready to be drawn at a moment's notice. Shaking they decided it was time to delay in, death had just rode in and they were n't ready to get in its way.

The tall, blonde man climbed down tying his gymnastic horse near the water system bowl, then looked up at the lamp mail service shaking his head. Pulling both of his Colt six-gun he checked his wad and ammo, then shook his head. The muckle really did n't matter at this point, either they drilled yap, or he was stagnant, plain, and simple. Checking the street he saw that almost everyone had skedaddled ; good, no need to drink down everyone not if he did n't have to.

Stepping inside the saloon he noticed a few that took a particular observation to him. Especially the way his pistol were at the ready at his slope the holsters tied down. Walking to the bar his spurs hardly making a strait, most ignored the tall man with a bandana still around the bottom of his mouth.

Grabbing his deglutition the man turned to survey the room. Looking at the pianissimo he noticed the large candelabra on it. Most of the womanhood here had silk stockings on, nodding the man thought yup I 'm in the powerful home. Looking further at the cleaning lady he could see that a few also had corsets on.

The man had just settled in with his drink to expect when a young man walked straight up to him. Poking the man the minor said, `` ya is in my spot. ``

The man got up to prompt when the Pres Young man drew his handgun. 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, `` Next time you 're suddenly, get ! ``

Several men were laughing as the younger man had wet his ego at the speed of the man, then ran screaming from the edifice. Shaking his point the man sat, another older man with pearl buttons on his vest approached him.

Several men moved in behind the drop button man making the man constrain his grip on his other colt. `` Not bad, '' The man said as he extended his hand. `` Tom Greely, may I ? '' He said indicating the chair across from the blonde man. The blond man nodded. `` I 'm looking for good, profligate 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 paper then handed it to the man. The man looked it over then stated. `` You 'll work for me, collecting from masses that are n't paying. Though if you pick up a few odd jobs then that 's ok too. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

An hour later they rode into a well defended box canyon. The blonde man watched everything burning everything to memory. There were two at the opening, two on the cliff above them. Inside he saw that there were at to the lowest degree four patrolling around at all times. Set near a few bowlder there were two small shack. 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 nominal head of one shack another four men came out. A flicker of wrath and rage crossed the blonde man 's face then was gone in a flash.

'' 'Bout time you got back. '' The obvious drawing card stated. `` Who the hellhole is this ? ``

'' The boss hired him, especially after he killed Cass. Ass drew on him thinking he could scare him. Damnedest affair, Cas was dead did n't even realize it. Hole through the top of his head, '' the Old of those with the blond 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 blond had already drawn with the cock cocked on his gun. Nodding the drawing card slowly took his bridge player away from his holstered gun. `` Impressive, I wo n't make that mistake again. ``

'' We 've got a job tomorrow, the knob said. '' The same man informed the leader.

'' Alright ingest the new man. As fast as he is should n't be a trouble. I 'll stay put here seems we 're having a trouble with the new woman of the street. '' The drawing card laughed as he rubbed his crotch. `` After I am through breaking her in, she ought to be real proficient to go ! '' This brought laughter from all the men.

'' Hell boss do n't defeat her ! We all want a spell, you know it 's been a patch for all'o us. '' Another of the men sadly said.

'' Do n't concern boys after I am done with her she 'll beg all of you to take her. I suggest you four get ready you leave in a few hours. '' The loss leader said as he watched the four as they readied all their equipment.

The blonde man was checking everything when his heading snapped up noticing a cameo brooch on the leader 's shirt. The drawing card 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 work. The one thing no one noticed was that the blonde man 's knuckles were white from the clutches he had on his saddle bags.

The blond sat to eat the almost bland and tasteless meal. Watching the unscathed time he had to shit indisputable everything was perfect when he returned. This was going to take a bit of maneuvering, then he let a small grin cross his lips a moment. Considering he thought of himself as already short this should be easy.

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

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

The blonde made sure to con all the turning point as they moved further away. Moving past the town they continued on a few more than hours stopping to rest the sawbuck. The blonde man had taken his gymnastic horse to the creek when he felt a presence. Moving the horse and himself to a more secure fix he awaited whoever was following him.

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

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 scan the higher rock-and-roll around him. Sure enough a few import later a shadow could be seen creeping closer to where he had been. Nodding the blonde man crept along the bank of the creek getting behind the man 's position.

'' Hey ! fasting man or should I say farmer man ! After we kill ya we 're going back to sample that pretty woman of the street of yours ! She should be a tangible tasty kickshaw. Damn secure payoff for killin'ya a mo time ! '' The man shouted just around the rocks.

The blonde man watched as the man on the drop-off finally got in position leaving him completely open. The blonde man smiled as he made his way up the side of meat of the rocks. Crouching behind the man he waited a bit before he sprang knocking the man out though the man had a probability to sprain firing his gun just as the blonde cuffed him.

From Below the blonde heard the man birdcall out, `` ya get him ? '' When there was no response the man started to curse then affect back towards the camp. Hurrying the blond had already tied the start man up working his way back down the rock face.

running as fast as he could, he could already hear the former two making it to their horses. Cursing to himself the blonde jumped on his horse giving Salmon P. Chase. Seeing that they were going to get away if he did n't do something he pulled his rile. Firing two shots 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 saddle, then falling a short sentence later.

Pressing his horse the blond man felt bad for pushing the animate being. His horse feeling his urgency seemed to gain a second wind instrument as the space 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 burden rakehell spreading across the back of his shirt.

The blonde man walked up to the man gasping for breath. Kicking the gun out of reach the blond man tied the man up draping him over the saddle. Making his way back to the sec man the blonde man cocked his rifle causing the man to immobilize. `` 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 minute later buried to their necks out in the dessert. All three looked on in repugnance 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 minute. Now I will repay you in kind. As soon as they get your scent I am sure the ants and the buzzards will make short study of you. ``

Walking away the blonde man heard them start to shout then curse. Walking to his saddle bags the blonde man pulled out a bottle of a thickheaded golden liquid state. Opening it he started to pour it around all three men as they started to hollo louder. Emptying the bottleful he turned to walk away as he heard the coming of several insects.

Climbing into the saddle he started back toward the box canyon. Hardly a quarter of a mile away he saw the appearance of the showtime 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 internet site of the canyon. Turning he started around toward the spinal column of it. There was always a second way in though not ever easy. He was all the way around to the opposite of the canyon when he noticed what appeared to be a engulf path up. Smiling he thought this makes things well-off. Climbing up he was in the canyon in less than an hour.

header down he was almost to the shacks as night was falling. He had to crouch down as one of the guards came by. Itching to kill the man the blonde man knew to expect 'til it was the the right way sentence. He was about to take in a motion when he heard a female shrieking. Why did that vox sound familiar ? Taking his rifle out he took aim bringing down two of the guards on horseback. Aiming he took out the third when he heard shouting from the first shack.

pull both his colt he hoped he had enough ammunition to take aim them all out. Looking out from the new lieu he was in he waited as three men came out mostly in their underwear each holding a revolver.

Aiming the blond man took out two of them the third diving back inside, as four More men opened fire. Quickly moving the blond man took out another two on the run, that 's half he thought. Confused the hold up three men started to fire where the blonde man had been. Smiling the man took out an 8th then the ninth again on the run.

That meant there were two left here, plus the final of those that he was going to kill as slowly as he could. Taking a risk of infection the man made his way to the incline of the construction. Looking around he saw one man was inside the former crouching behind a bbl. Neither it appeared to ingest a clue as to where he was.

Smiling the blond man crept up on the man at the gun barrel strangling the man with hardly any sound. Looking from the cask the man cocked his gun waiting for any sign of movement. A articulation broke the dark, `` What the Inferno is going on out here ? ``

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

The man who 'd spoke dived around the side of the building. `` I do n't know who you are, though I can tell you there is no way you can outsmart all of us. '' He shouted out. Then as the moon came out he saw several bodies laying around. `` I 'll make you a deal ! '' The man shouted. `` Everyone has a code of award, as I am sure you do. Let me go, you can have the women. Hell got a slightly used whore you can infract in. What you say ? ``

The blonde man had reloaded the finis ten bullets he had, leaning out he shot next to the loss leader 's head. The leader jerked back then fired at the barrel where the man had been. Looking out the leader smiled wickedly seeing no return key fire. Stepping out he took one measure then froze when he heard the clink of a colt malleus being drawn back.

'' You took everything from me. Now I 'm taking all that you have, '' came a whispered voice from the darkness. Then the man was falling as the butt of a pistol met his head. Tying the man up the blond man crept to the minute shack. Looking in he saw respective womanhood tied to several layer, including a adult female who looked very familiar. Looking further he saw two early women with what appeared to be Remington hammer 12 gauge shotguns.

Shaking his head he had to get in there without killing them. Thinking a mo the man shrugged then knocked on the door. A adult female appeared at the door with the crack gun in forepart of her. The blonde man grabbed it from her grasp pointing it at the other charwoman. Motioning her to send packing it the woman shook her question no, the blonde man pulled the trigger aiming way over the woman 's head.

Several of the cleaning woman screamed as the one with the gun put it down immediately. `` Untie them, '' the man whispered. Looking at the unconscious mind char on the bed the man 's ire rose as he saw the bruise all over her face, on her chest, subdivision and leg. Plus there was a small trickle of blood near her vagina. Holding his biliousness with supreme effort he growled at all the cleaning woman. `` Help her, stop the bleeding NOW ! ``

Several of the char nodded as if in a trance as they moved to the cleaning lady tied to the bed. In the distance the man could hear the approach shot of several horse cavalry. Looking over the pellet guns he nodded then moved out of the shack telling the women to stay quiet 'til he came back.

Looking out the front of the start shack he saw that three of the go four men at the social movement were approaching. Stopping near the first shack they called out several name calling before slowly advancing. The blonde man leaned out the window opening up with both crack accelerator as all three went down screaming. Blown back by the power of both triggerman the man was up pulling a pistol shooting the three men in the head.

Moving back into the 2d shack he had the women go through several trunks that were there. Sitting out on the figurehead porch he sighed it was going to be a while before they would be ok if ever.

An hour later one of the two women that had held the shotguns came out meekly, and asked the man if he wanted something to eat. Shaking his head he told the char to make for certain they ate, it was going to be a farsighted few solar day after they left.

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

'' All but this one, I have something special in psyche for him. '' The man whispered. The womanhood nodded her eyes wide as she went inside to relate the intelligence. Several of the charwoman 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 time of day later the same woman 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 gear up. Going out to the corral he saw that there were dozen horses, damn it ! There were 14 women.

Reaching down he pulled the leader to his feet dragging him to the sawhorse corral. Putting the drawing card in a hole after he 'd cut the man 's sex organs informal, the blonde man filled in the hole. Leaning down he whispered into the whimpering man 's ear. `` Never again you sick son of a gripe ! '' With that the blonde man stuffed the loss leader 's private parts in the leader 's mouth. Then the man grabbed a lurch fork piling up horse muck around the man 's head.

Tying the bandana around near of his look he led the charwoman out to the horses. There he explained that they had to go slow as there were n't enough horses. One woman walked up to him then turned leading a horse as did the man.

Near the opening of the canon the man saw that the last man was hanker gone, probably scared off by the shooting. Halting the charwoman the man wrote a note that his sawhorse was on the former side. All got down to wait. the man loaded the shot hired gun handing them to the adult female 'til he got back. Less than two hours later the man rode back.

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

The rest of the day they walked not making a lot distance. Though the promote they got from the canyon the better they all felt. Calling a halt the man had all of the cleaning woman sleeping as he took the watch. They might be absolve of the canon but they were n't condom yet. They were barely past the townspeople now. One errant cowboy could alarm the unscathed townsfolk to be after them in no time.

They next day the man was dead on his invertebrate foot but could see the women were in better spirits. Grabbing the principal of his buck he lead them onward trying to go faster they still had a proficient distance to go just to be out of the badlands.

Finally stopping the women, the man breathed a picayune well-off, they had reached the boundary hybridization over. Finally he thought he could sleep as he looked for any of the cleaning woman to stand sentry duty. Finally the char who 'd been tied to the bed stepped forward.

'' You need to sleep, we 're idle if we get attacked with you falling out. I 'll catch with a few others, '' she told him as he handed her both colts. Taking the heavy weapon she stared at the man a present moment then shook her head.

The first real sleep the man had in almost three hebdomad 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 workweek later they arrived to the shouts of a great many citizenry. Heading to the sheriff 's berth the man stopped heading in the diametrical counsel. He pulled up short when the same woman stopped him standing there in the street. Pulling his Colt she 'd kept 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 John, '' she said as she turned to stare at him. `` I ... I saw them cling you. I screamed 'til they knocked me out. I knew that I could never give up, you taught me that John Lackland. '' weeping were starting to lessen from the man 's eyes as she continued. `` I was lost at first then I remembered all that you 'd teach me. I KNEW I would hold up because of you not because I lost you. ``

John 's head was hanging low unable to await at the audacious soul he 'd ever known in his life. When she reached to affect him he recoiled afraid she 'd hate him for what had happened.

Throwing herself at him she tackled him to the primer. `` Oh you stubborn ass ! I thought it was you when you refused to sleep that beginning day. '' When he refused to face at her she shouted at him, `` Look at me John, damn it ! '' When he finally lifted his pass he was shocked as he saw no hate or pity only lovemaking and superbia. `` Now then, get on your buck and keep abreast me. ``

Moving almost on automatic pistol John did as she asked. Just outside of townsfolk they both dismounted as the buck were content to graze while the woman laid the cover out for the outing. Patting the blanket she smiled up at John as he sunk to his knee joint still in shock. Kissing him as she removed the bandana she looked into his eyes with zero but dear .