My rifle was not a sniper model but was a large caliber. It was capable of making a big hole and did.The other men went to ground trying to find cover... Robby whispered, "Wait for one to try something. They may decide this isn't a good idea."One man had a scoped rifle that he brought to bear on our approximate position. I shot him, too. The others were trying to crawl away from the spot. I could see horses in the distance. They mounted and left. We let them go.We waited for a bit for others to. "There," I said to Reggie. "It even has a river view. What river I'm not sure, but there is a river running behind it." You must be kidding Sylvia. That building has to be fifty years old," Reggie said."Honey, if they have hot water, I'm going to check in there. You can go anywhere you want." Please, let's go back out to the highway," Reggie begged."No dear, we are not going back to the highway. Trust me, I will look after you," I said.Of course my cliche was correct. "Hello," The middle aged. "Jeannie looked at me and nodded her approval. I replied, "Sure, let's get going. I want to be back for the ball game at 4:30."I knew that this would be an interesting 22 mile ride to town and back. I watched her walk to the van, clad in terry cloth shorts and sandals. Her thin, worn, short T-shirt allowed her flat young stomach to show. As she climbed into the van, I could see she was bra-less, as the bottom halves of her firm round breasts were visible. My cock gave a twitch and I tried to. Kane picked up the baby and walked out into the water up to his waist after motioning Jake to follow him. As Jake waded out, he took a good look at the elaborate geometric tattoos that covered most of the Kahuna’s lower body and left side. Triangles were the tattoos’ predominant theme.“Patricia says you are going to be President one day. She is a Makuahine, wise beyond her years. Jake Turner, if she says you will be Pelekekena I believe her. I hope that you fulfill your dream, my brother, and.