Don’t say that!“You cannot travel with us if I cannot trust you,” Miranda’s voice rasped. It hurt to speak. “That goes for you two, as well.... I am going to St. Louis. I am taking that wagon and horses. If that is not where you wish to go, leave with her in the morning.”We sat the rest of the night against a tree near the horses. She slept, but I stayed awake. It was odd. I couldn’t see anything because Miranda’s eyes were closed. But I could hear the girls settle down and their breathing even. Buy this time any pretense had vanished and I pulled her to me, my hands sliding under her tank top, feeling the weight of her firm tits and working her extended nipples to further arousal as she pulled her long blond hair to one side and I kissed and sucked her long, sensuous neck as she unashamedly ground her pussy into my leg and stroked my straining prick in earnest. Discrecstion and valor were replaced with unbridled lust as she unzipped my jeans and desperately, somewhat clumsily freed my. ‘Feeling sleepy again?’ She nodded slightly. He perched on the side of the bed yet again and went back to stroking her temple. He watched as her eyes fluttered close. He continued to stroke. In a few minutes she was fast asleep. As quietly as possible he exited the room. He made a brief stop by the nurses’ station and gave some instructions. Several pairs of eyes watched his tall figure stride down the corridor, one or two wishfully willing to trade places with the girl in the room if only to. Almost had forgotten, he brang his notebook out and decited to just sit and write down his thoughts:I’ve been knowtisting some weird… visions. Maybe it’s some illusions. I know one thing though… this can’t be good.“here’s you cake sir.”“thank yoooooooooooooooo-ohmygod….” He said backing his chair up.Dark make-up, pircings, and blood dripping from the corner of the mouth. Looking down south… Black courset, stocking, and black heels… panties not included. Bending over oh so slowly with her shiny.