When they slowed to a fast walk, they looked ahead to see eight to ten Indians walking toward them. Two had long lances, three had bows and arrows, an...d they all had some sort of battle axe either in their hands or tied on their sides.“I know two of them, Eli, they’re Chickasaws. They don’t have a lot of horses or guns, but they’re a proud people. I’ll talk with them, if you want me to,” Moses said.“Since you know them, you see what we can do for them. If we have to, we’ll find them some horses. Both of them did not talk about the incident as Paul drove her later to school, both staying silent all the way. That night, Paul came home late, heavily drunk and walked into the room of her daughter, Sheila. She had her eyes closed, recollecting and enjoying of what happened that morning, lying naked on her bed, teasing her clit and slowly fingering her pussy. As Paul entered in her room, she tried to cover herself but Paul moved quickly to her bed and threw the comforter away that she had. “Eat me, just a bit” she says, and goes on, naughtily “a little appetizer”. Already, it tastes of love, of lust, of his wife’s desire stirred by his hard male flesh. As he’s hungrily kissing her wet vulva: “Are you looking forward to it?” Everything was said. In his fantasy, she knows how much he loves the idea of eating their lovemaking, entirely. Some evenings, maybe over a bottle of wine, she would perhaps say: “I hope you’re hungry tonight”. She would tell him that she wants to be. ‘Mr. Mistry.’ She called out again. ‘Huh. Oh. Sorry.’ He looked up at the cute Southeast Asian flight attendant standing in front of him. ‘Sorry to disturb you.’ She said with a soft giggle and a warm smile. ‘Just wanted to ask you if you wanted anything. We’ll be landing in Mumbai soon.’ ‘Oh. No, thanks so much though.’ ‘You’re welcome. I’ll just have to bring your seat back to the landing mode.’ ‘Sure.’ She leaned over and pressed a button that brought the seat upright and stowed the footrest.