The Indians were totally unprotected from the shooters on this side of the valley, and the sustained fire did not last long before Lt. Simms voice ech...oed down the hillside, "CEASE FIRE! CEASE FIRE!"The Indians were no more! Every one of them, including the war chief in the fancy regalia, were dead or as good as dead. Lt. Simms' ambush had worked perfectly! I just wished that I had known what was planned so that I would not have been so scared. That sort of thing was damned tough on the. “This is Dawn. She’s here to fuck a football player.” Well, my mouth just dropped open at that. I hadn’t expected anything like that at all. And I thought I could shock her! Fat chance. Derrick laughed uproariously, “Who’s the lucky guy?” he wanted to know, turning that dazzling smile to me and looking me up and down in a sexy, appraising way “I think she has her heart quite set on you, sweetie.” Of course, I had noticed their matching silver wedding bands by then. Melanie kept. Cliff ordered a boilermaker, and he heard noise coming from behind the door leading to the next room. He didn't have to have much of an imagination to know what was goin' on in there. "Hey, you Bradley, the guy from Chicago?" the bartender asked. "Yeah, whose askin'?" "I'm Frank, Angelina's husband. She said you was lookin' for a job." "Maybe." Cliff was intentionally noncommittal. "Look, you do any dealin'?" "Ya mean cards? Yeah, I've done it." "My dealer quit last night. Ya want the job?". I'm bisexual and looking down at his crotch could see a slight bulge that could be interesting. He kept going back to the beginning of the pile and then starting over again. By his second or third time through them I could actually hear him breathing a little harder. At one point he reached down to his crotch to reposition his cock. It must have been getting a little harder and was cramped for space the way it was positioned. Damn, he wasn't going to be with me forever so if I was going to have.