She returned fire and heard a scream of pain.Meanwhile Jean and Maeve ran out the back door of the saloon and moved to the corner of the building in t...ime to hear the retort of Shaylee's shotgun blast and resultant scream. Two men came running out of the alley dragging a third. They were no more than ten feet away from Maeve and Jean. Both groups fired, but the thrashing body of the wounded man hindered the aim of the attackers. Their shots went way wide of the mark. Not so for Maeve and Jean!. " he says in a wheedling tone."bah," I say putting a face at him."Saul needs you." so instead he hits me right where it hurts."You need Saul," I shoot right back now awake and not so sex dazed."we need you,"is Nimrods soft reply."And we need Saul together" I say with a sigh, "alright you win. no more sex on the dinning room chairs for tonight." And what are the chances we will have a morning visitor?" he reminds me in a know it all voice."Oh 'verse I have created a monster." I say horrified at. ’ Inside Petra was surprised. She had expected rooms like in a motel and what she saw was not that. She saw a large long room with four queen-sized beds along the wall opposite the entry with a wardrobe cabinet between the beds as well as a nightstand with a small lamp on it. At each end of the room there was a door. On the wall with the entry there were couches, chairs, rocking chairs, and two tables with four chairs each. Above each bed was a window the width of the bed and about four feet. Like a gentleman as I am (not blowing my own trumpet though), I offered her with assistance if she needed one to which she replied that it was all managed and nothing else needs to be done until the boiling completes. The conversation went on and suddenly I enquired about her staying home that day to which she said that she had enough attendance at work and casually too a leave to relax and unwind at home. The irony was that none of us had planned this.We talked about everything under the sky..