He almost walked into me. I pulled him behind a tree and cut his throat with Madga's dainty knife. Now I had two muskets, and I made sure the second o...ne was also loaded.When I stepped out of the woods, my friends were almost at my feet, and the three enemy soldiers were barely twenty feet away, an easy shot even with an issue musket. I aimed for the middle of the body and gut shot the first man, dropped that gun, swung the second off my shoulder and hit the second in the head before the first. We kiss deeply, and warmth transmutes to heat on the softness of your lips and tongue. It *is* a dream, because such turns of moods only happen in dreams, but I don’t care. Your hand comes up to entwine in my hair, as my hands slide up your back to tangle in yours.You uncoil. You’ve been curled up on my lap, making yourself small. Now, without breaking the kiss you swing yourself around, until your back is against my chest. Your legs fall to either side of mine as I sit. We are wearing robes. The image was completed by calf length boots - 3 inch heel - that whilevery attractive could ensure the lower heel height made gliding acrossthe floor in a feminine manner that much easier.Satisfied; she grabbed her handbag, a small black bag that carried heressentials - makeup, perfume and if she was lucky tonight - a fewchocolate favoured condoms!The doorbell rang in the hallway and she gracefully walked to the door;again checking her refection in the hallway mirror. The doorbell rangagain. “Whatcha doing?” I said in a sheepish tone.“I’m preparing for dinner tonight,” he said while continuing to read the paper in his hand without looking at me.“That must be one complicated menu.”He laughed and looked into my eyes, and his expression and the tone of his voice changed.“I have a restaurant in Summerlin that’s barely above break-even. We’re eating dinner there tonight, and I’m going to talk to the manager and find out what the problem is.”His ominous tone sent a chill through my body..