They died without a word.I walked over slowly just to make sure they were dead. Yep, dead all right. They had nothing of interest exept for a really n...ice Bowie knife. I took it and the best looking hat. Mine had come off in the tumble down the ravine.I walked back, finding their horses half a mile along, at the entrance to the ravine. They were better horses than I figured but then again, men who rode outside the law couldn’t really afford a slow horse. I took them, stopping on the trail to. Half past two in the morning, he's back at last. Probably blasted out of his tiny mind. He got up from the couch where he had fallen asleep some hours earlier and checked himself in the mirror. He had spent over an hour in the shower trying to scrub the feeling of Joe from his body. He hadn't really succeeded and whenever he thought of what had happened he could still feel Joe's hands cupping his breasts and playing with his nipples. He could not come to terms with what he had done. Less than. It was mid-July, and a hot, steamy day. Some would look at her, and see a sweaty, hot visage. Frankly, she looked like hell. I, however, noticed how fit and toned she was, how perfect her body was, and how much sway was in her hips. Even when running, she had that motion that I identified with a slutty, sensuous lover. I observed all this, not just from one encounter, but over the course of a week, as we passed briefly each day. She appeared to be about 10 years older than me, which suits me. I nervously awaited the day. Finally the day arrived and she sent an email for me to confirm that I was still coming. After doing that I received another email with directions to the location which was in a quiet residential neighborhood. Specific directions were given about arrival time, parking, and how everything was going to occur. I arrived at the house and parked my truck. I removed my watch and rings, emptied my pants pockets and powered off my cell phone. I nervously got out of the.