I knew something was profoundly different about her from the second we met. Her movements were fluid and graceful. Her handshake showed her softness y...et was firm with no suggestion of being either aggressive nor passive. She radiated a calm self confidence born of conquered adversity. Her perfume was carefully chosen to provide a hint of southern lilac. She was dressed in an mid calf length silky black one piece dress with enough dip in the carefully white bordered front to conservatively. We made small talk with each other as we made our way down to the college that we all applied for together on purpose so we could stay together after High School. We didn't all take the same classes but we still had time to hang out during the day which was good enough for me. We arrived and headed off in our seperate directions, I headed to class but something felt odd, like everyone was staring at me even though they weren't.The rest of the day wasn't great to say the least, I felt really. This was a good thing, and I decided to take him by surprise yet again. I walked cautiously to the curtain of the shower and stood for a moment, getting hotter and hotter by the second. I looked down and saw the wetness of my pussy slowly running down my legs. I had to get at that throbbing cock!!! I opened the curtain quickly, and Sanju looked towards me with glazed eyes. I was puzzled that he wasn’t surprised, but snatched my up in his arms and kissed me passionately. I ground my pussy into. ”“Betty Mae, if these men are professional hires, they won’t care who they shoot, just like with Raylene.”“They might think twice if I have Rory’s shotgun pointed at them. Maybe I can get them to wait there while their leader comes over the gate and talks to you, Paul.”“I don’t like it, Betty Mae. Mick would kill me.”“Mick’s dead, Paul. And these are the men who killed him. This is now my home and I’m going to defend it, and Mick’s daughter, with everything I have.”Betty Mae’s firm confidence.