" The voice said. "Uh huh, and what pray tell would be in it for me? You sound like Republic lap dogs, for god’s sake grow a set and quit helping th...ose piss ants." Derrick answered getting readings as to which ship belonged to the leader. "You son of a bitch! Destroy him!" All the ships opened fire; Derrick could only shake his head, Idiots! "Ok Shelby, target all their engines first, then their weapon systems." Derrick ordered. Shelby giggled as twin beams shot out hitting each ship with. One of the men spoke in Cherokee and asked Tom who he was and how he got there without them seeing him.Tom looked at the people in shock. Then he turned and looked back the way he came. He could not see the shimmer from this direction. He shook his head, turned back to the front and urged his animals forward until he got nearer the man who spoke to him.Tom said, 'I am Tom Eagle. I came from Cherokee to camp here in my valley. Who are you people and what are you doing here?''We are the people.. He rubbed my butt cheeks briefly before I slid down to kneel on the floor before him. I undid his leather belt, unsnapped the fly of his pants, and then pulled down zipper, while holding his gaze with my own. His cock was throbbing in the boxers he wore, as I pushed his trousers down his thighs. I teased him rubbing my hand over the very noticeable bulge for a couple minutes, maintaining eye contact with him the entire time. Then, I pulled at his pants, working them down to the floor. I cupped. Dallas was not just like any other small Western town. It was like any other large Western town. The streets were dusty, the store fronts were dirty, the place smelled bad, but there was a difference from small towns: there was a saloon and a brothel in every block. Sometimes on the same side of the street, and sometimes on opposite sides of the street, but, both in the same block.There was something else you didn't see in most small Western towns: men walking around in Union Army uniforms. I.