Beau was at a distinct disadvantage, even though he had in his two LeMat revolvers 16 bullets and two shotgun loads. He was going to have to reload wh...ile under fire, while an enemy could reload while his friends kept up a rain of fire. There seemed to be an impasse at the moment, so Beau took advantage of the situation to add two more cartridges to his guns. He now had 18 bullets, but he had the feeling that 18 bullets was not going to be enough. Such was the reputation of Hell Hill Junction. His own expression reminded me of the car salesman that had lured me into engaging him on price, sure that he could make the deal. That guy had read me like a book, too. I still had that car.Turning to Veronica, he told her that she was my property for the next 24 hours. She nodded serenely, murmuring "Yes Master". Focusing back on me, he told me he would return the following evening to discuss the "offering".Then he left. Me. And her. My slave, pro-tem. Whose gaze was now riveted on me.Hardly. The dark in his eyes speak for the desire inside him, and I can’t remember another time when I simply ... saw ... him so fully.I stare back, captivated. His hands are above my shoulders, and I reach up and grab onto them, leaving my breasts completely open to his gaze, if he wished, making me look captive and helpless. I DID feel helpless: his movements were exciting sensations in me I hadn’t known existed.My fingernails dig into his arms as he suddenly thrusts into me hard, still holding my. “I’m not sure this is something I want her excelling at.”Zoe rolled her eyes and looked at me, “So we’re calling the paper here in Alice?”“No. I have been thinking about that, and these guys seem to be inside every group we’ve talked to. I think it’s better if we go somewhere close enough to care about the story, but big enough and far enough away to not be compromised. I was thinking Houston?”“Which one? Houston has several. You could call the Chronicle or the Post or...”“I don’t know, the.