Behind the rear sight was a small nipple. It clicked in my head when I then saw the name 'Creedmoor' on the small wooden boxes. I lay the rifle back d...own and opened a box. Yep, three range-marked hinged sights with a sliding peephole on each of them. Each box had three sights, one for short, medium and long range.Another Sharps was in .50-90 caliber. It also had a Creedmoor sight mount.The fifth rifle was marked '1865 Spencer .52'The last long arm wasn't a rifle. It was a Winchester 1893. A few seconds later, after I lifted my face back up, your oar must have slipped, because I caught a spray of water right in the chest. I think I heard you laughing, too. ———- ‘There it is.’ I pointed toward an island in the river. It was small, but there was a stand of shady trees, a grassy area, and a sandy beach on the downstream side. We picked up the pace of our rowing, moving toward the beach. The current was stronger here, so we had to pull harder on our oars. We slid down parallel to the. He hadn’t felt the slider being pulled down in his relaxed state, but was now fully awake.She found his flaccid organ and freed it from the confines of denim. It looked slightly ridiculous, poking out of his jeans, but either Jean didn’t notice, or could care less as her lips encircled the dark head and the warmth of her mouth drew blood into the rapidly hardening rod.She scooted around a little, making it easier for her to suck him into her mouth and with hands behind his knees; she pulled him. I was so scared I’d never see you again… afraid of dying without being able to tell you…to tell you I love you…’ Even before the words rolled off his lips Athena was crying. ‘I always have, Athena … and I always will.’ He finished his sentence as he pulled her close to him wrapping her tightly in his arms. ‘Oh…Duo!’ She cried. ‘ I love you too!’ He could feel her holding on to him as she cried. Smiling he began to run his fingers through her hair. A few moments passed when he lifted her chin.