‘Doesn’t this bother you at all?’ ‘What bothers me is worrying about our girls back home,’ answered Steve as he moved to a wash basin and be...gan cleaning up. ‘These men have a history of killing and raping women, and even children. They were worse than wild animals. They were more like mad dogs. We simply exterminated vermin. Doing so will probably save hundreds of lives over the next few years. Did I enjoy it? Not even a little. Do I regret it? Not at all. If Hasko had lived, none of us would. She had been unemployed for months but her free time was spent, at least in her mind, wisely. The hot wife enjoyed her new found freedom with little responsibilities. She developed new friendships with the other stay at home wives in the neighborhood; to which she would go out and have coffee or have brunch at the Kansas City Country Club. But unlike the other women in her group; the Jackson’s financial situation was in distress but you wouldn’t have known it by looking at Mrs. Jackson. She. It’s one guy. More will come, trust me,’” Lauren said. “I looked at her. She was actually pretty. I did not think she was gay. That was the last thought in my head. But there was something about her that was attractive. She had long black hair, soft skin and lips that were so delicious.” Lauren smiled, reminiscing. Soon she was crying. Her friend held her. “She had a rough-around-the-edges feel, but she was such a softie. We became friends. Eventually we kissed at a party. Some people heard,. We pulled our horses to a stop about 50 yards from the charging Comanches and began to fire our arrows and atlatl darts. There were eight horses and men charging us, and we managed to down all eight of them, though some were very damned close before the arrows really did a complete job on the horses.The only Comanche to survive the tumble from his horse was the last one, and that was because he had slowed his horse in preparation for his lance attack. I killed his horse with a dart, and the man.