But, if Shelly did realize the effect that she was having on me, she didn't let on. I was actually glad in a way. I didn't want to ruin our friendship...by freaking her out but it also meant that I could still see her. It sounds selfish of me, I know, but I couldn't help myself. I pulled into her driveway, grabbed my bag and entered the home after knocking. I was pleasantly surprised at what I walked in on. Shelly was lounging on the couch, her body barely covered by the silken negligee and. This is for real."Rubbing her head, Matilda finally came out of her daze. "Do you mean we're gonna kill someone?"Leon stared at her. The corners of his mouth almost curled into a smile. "This is what I trained you for." I thought we were gonna kill the cop who--" You will do that when you are ready. But now we have to do this. This is business." Who is he?" Does it matter?"Matilda thought for a bit. "No, I guess not." Do I have to--?" Does he have a family?" Matilda interrupted.She took a step. I assured them there was a place to camp for the wagons with feed for their livestock. The men with the wagons would be with their families in an hour. The train moved just a little faster, now that the drivers knew they were almost there.Before we reached town, the people were out standing next to the street watching us approach. The ten wagons that held the bulls were in front. The air was pretty fragrant, although the wagons were all mucked out at each night's stop-over. This was a long. I love being bent over in doggy having my pussy rammed, although I love my boyfriends cock, no matter how hard he fucks it just isn’t the same. The last few months had been hard on us, with Christmas, work and other stresses we started fighting more and more. We would still have sex but it just wasn’t the same. He stopped going down on me and his cock alone just wasn’t enough. I was frustrated and he was too. Finally last week after a fight we called it quits. For a few days we had limited.