He would just ride the west side of the river, stop and see the railroad then cross the Missouri again at St. Joseph.Clouds were moving in before sund...own and Tom began looking for a good place to bed down. He spotted a grove of trees off to the west away from the river about a quarter of a mile and rode that way. He slipped the saddle off his horse and lay his Henry across it next to where he spread his bedroll. He looked the place over good before pulling his Colt off and placing it under his. On the screen was a photograph of an attractive brunette, below which was an entry Fen had posted on her Facebook page some weeks before: “Today I remember with gratitude Claire Prebble, née Williams, my partner in life and love, who died on this day two years ago.” Elsewhere was another post with a photograph taken some fifteen years earlier. It showed Fen together with a taller, strikingly-featured woman (more handsome than pretty), who looked about the age Gemma was now. They stood side-on. My nipples twist into hard little pebbles and my body aches to be touched. My breathing is irregular as I watch, transfixed on what is happening before me. I light yet another cigarette, taking a drag from my holder. The smell of my Marlboro, mixed with their heady sex scent is divine. I can even smell a hint of my own sex mingling in the air. “Fuck!” One of them growls out, I think it is Jayce, but I’m unsure. The pace slows for a second, only for a moment as Jayce readjusts himself, getting. She let out a sigh. "What was up with that guy at her school?"Andy gave a brief description of the gang activity at Thurmond and the principal's impotent stance on discipline."That's more than you told me yesterday," Elizabeth said with a frown. "I want you to know, I called the school board president this morning and filled her in on what you said. It's part of why I wanted to go with you this morning. I wanted to see firsthand what was happening." I think the Deuces put an end to it.