Several of the shot had penetrated his eyes and must have killed him while he was still sitting in the saddle. I was not surprised because that had be...en nearly a straight-on shot to his face. We would have to find his horse to know whether or not he would have to be put down.We wrapped the dead man's head in his shirt and pitched him into the luggage boot of the stagecoach. The next man was in similar condition, and we treated him the same way. Just a little farther on, we found the two horses. Lavannia lay across the desk, gasping for airs, listening to him unbuckle his pants, and hearing them hit the floor. She smiled as she felt him grab her by her legs, pulling her close enough to the desk’s edge so that he could place his now-erect cock inside her. As she felt the tip against her tender pink flesh, ready to enter her, she pulled away and sat up. ‘Not so fast, professor.’ James stood stunned and confused. ‘What is it?’ ‘Do we have a deal?’ ‘What deal is that?’ James now made no. Now that he was in college he still found himself looking at the straight athletes with their great bodies all sweaty after practice. But he was too scared to approach anyone, remembering how brutal guys could be in high school. This is why he was shocked when one of the admired men on campus looked back at him and smiled. Maybe CC really was that man of his dreams after all. But then again he remembered the gay national anthem: "Maybe This Time."CC was really turned on by this smooth pretty. The bomb lady was never found. Bernooli was unable to help police, insisting that he had been blindfolded the whole time, despite eye witnesses who swore they saw him drive the limousine away. The cops chalked it up to either a movie-land publicity stunt that went haywire, or the Mafia boys throwing a scare into one of their turkeys. Either way, it was none of their business.Mom was very lucid after the episode. I mean if you didn't know what she'd done, you'd never suspect her of anything of.