"When she used his first name his heart skipped a beat. It had always been Mr Smith, or "sir," but almost at the same time as she said that she leaned...forward in the darkness and kissed his cheek."Thank you so much again for keeping it our secret."As she drew away her breasts rubbed across the bare flesh on his arm. He felt flummoxed but felt his cock harden."Don't be silly Lizzie I understand, but you should be proud of your body."Almost as he said it, he knew how inappropriate he'd been by. He said he had a stable girlfriend (also an Indian). However, after the first set of nudes I sent him, showing him my lean body and bubbly ass, his dick was started to cloud his judgement. He was pretty hung for an Indian guy himself. He told me his girlfriend wasn’t into anal and he always wanted to fuck an ass. A few months later, he told me that he was planning to come to Delhi for a few weeks, along with his girlfriend. I thought as his gf would be with him, there is no chance we can hook. They are planning something, but left you out of the plans so that you wouldn’t be able to leak the secret.”“That’s right, Buddy,” replied Marguerite enjoying the moment tremendously. Her role in the plan was to be the secret keeper. With Ed, that meant she had to know nothing about what was happening.“Where’s Beth?” asked Ed feeling that he could at least spend the morning with the baby.“Kelly took Beth with her when she went out,” replied Marguerite. The reason wasn’t that they were afraid. However, I agreed to stay overnight with the Smith women when invited to do so. That way, I would have time to hear the story of Jacob Smith. While I was putting my horse in the barn, I happened to glance at the wanted posters. Dammit, there was Jacob Smith on top, but his name was Henry Holloway, and he was worth $250 to the State of Texas.Shit, I threw my saddle back onto my horse and galloped out to the field where I had dumped the body. I got there just in time to scare off two coyotes. I.