Elsie reassured him by explaining that Beau had found her magic spot with his cock, and she was just showing her appreciation. John grinned and backed...out of the door with apologies for interrupting them. For the rest of the night, he listened for more of those screams of pleasure.Beau had not yet fired, so he was ready to stroke some more, but Elsie had to ask him to wait a minute for her to get herself under control. This massaged Beau's ego like nothing else ever had, and he would have done. It was bare."Damn! I've GOT to do something about getting a watch!" I thought loudly to myself.Anna stirred slightly, but I could sense she was still out of it. The combination of Mother Nature's call, and Little Mike's extremely close proximity to a phenomenally sensuous ass, made for a double ache. I flexed my pelvis, and Little Mike poked harder against her rear gate.She squeaked and pulled away as reality hit her."I'm sorry, but I don't know if I could take you again right now. I haven't. Fucking. Damn! She tried to kill herself instead of burdening me with a wife and baby. And I couldn't even tell anyone. I couldn't tell her how much I loved her and wanted her. I couldn't bring her home with me. I couldn't hold her in my arms. God damn that fucking Bishop!I threw up again in the horse stall and hauled out the soiled straw. I let the horses out into the corral and all three of them stayed clustered around me with their heads against my chest and arms. I buried my face in Gypsy's. "Well, thanks. Yes, there was some fun but I thought I'd try to focus on the things I've learned about the business. Then we can agree what we want to do about it." Fine by me. You lead off." One of the things I have done is a SWOT analysis," I said turning to the flip chart that stood beside the board table."Special Weapons And Tactics?" asked Clegg looking puzzled."Strengths, Weaknesses, Opportunities and Threats," I explained as I drew the board into four segments, S, W, O & T."Ah," Clegg.