“It’ll have to do.”As she watched me I splashed the cold water over my genitals, pulling my foreskin back to try and remove the sand. “Have I ...got it all off?” I said, and Jayne lent forward to examine my by now rapidly hardening cock.“Not quite,” she said, and taking my cock in her hand she poured some more water over me and worked her hand up and down, taking my foreskin with it, then massaging my balls to get them clean. I was enjoying this immensely. “Is that clean enough?” she said in an. “Gwen–”“Yes. Always!” David laughed.Carrying their chocolaty milky drinks they ascended the stairs. When they reached the top, Siân turned the ‘wrong’ way and went into David’s room, moving towards Gwen’s side of the bed and putting her cocoa down on the bedside drawers.“Siân!” David began, but Siân was pulling her top off and placing it on the nearby chair.“What are you doing?” he asked redundantly, since it was perfectly obvious.“I’m getting undressed and ready for bed,” she said, turning. Caleb rushed to find Jake and Sam. They held a quick discussion and decided to ride directly to Laredo; they couldn't hope to catch the stage, but they might get to Laredo before the two men left town. They rented remounts at a livery stable and left to follow the stage as fast as their horses could carry them.They had gone only about 15 miles, just a few miles before they would reach the first stage relay station, when they came upon the stage stopped in the middle of the road. The driver and. Just like back home, the words told a story. Here, the words were mostly history, however. Some were about heroes of the past, and I even heard two about my folks. There was more recent history, as well. I didn't know how to act about the one with my mates and I in it."The savior of Surtain" about turned my stomach. I didn't save shit, in Surtain. I had, in fact, been too fucking late to save much of anything in the town. I choked back my outburst, but it wasn't easy. I knew they meant well,.