. three.I gave the port man a look, “You poor sap.”“What?”“Good lord, sir ... how many bodyguards have you hired to protect those?” I said..., “Didn’t you have any boys?”“These are the ones at home ... there’s two married.”“All girls?”“They take after their mother ... thank God.“Agnes...” mom stepped forward, shook my hand and nodded. I don’t know if she was nodding at me or approving her husbands call.“Alice...” the about 11 year old gave me a look ... a very appraising look. A vulture might have. I think you know she and I have gone through a difficult patch in our relationship recently…”“I guessed something was wrong.”“Well it seems to be all over. She is more… affectionate now than at any time in our marriage or before. She’s like a different person at times.”“You mean…?”“There’s no easy way to say this Hugo. Your daughter is… is behaving at home the way she has been dressing at work.”“Jesus Christ!”“I’m sorry, but you did ask…”“What on earth is she up to? I just hope her mother. I loved this new adventure. I began to put on what was called The Merrywidow, a black bustier made of polyester and spandex, with matching panties. Damn I felt sexy. The mirror in front of me revealed a stunningly beautiful woman – ME – and I hadn’t even got to the matching garter belt and stockings! With my ass still facing him, I bent over and began to slide the stockings up my long legs. But apparently all of this was just too much stimulation for my man. When I had lifted my foot I had. Eventually he found five men to lead, and he turned to a life of raiding small groups of settlers, farmers, and ranchers. Anglos mostly, with the odd Apache camp or turncoat Mexicans living in Texas or the New Mexico Territory. Robbing, kidnapping, murdering, and plundering became his new way of life. One he exulted in. The captives were sold to the Comanche as slaves, and what plunder the Comanche weren’t interested in he sold in Chihuahua.His new version of Comancheros were successful, but he.