They left their home back east and were headed to a new life out west. From what I could gather from David's phone and suitcase, there was nobody he w...s worried about communicating with back home.There is plenty of money to tide me over as I get my feet on the ground as David Walsh, eighteen years old and suddenly family-less. The whole set up was far too convenient to be believable, so I doubted I would be in this body long. Even though I can't say why, I just felt like my time as David was. He says that Señor Castro will insist on us spending the night and eating dinner with him. It’s another two days’ ride to Monterey from here.”We agreed, and were taken to meet Señor José Castro, owner of Rancho San Justo and twice Comandante General of California while it was still part of Mexico.He insisted that one of the local women could prepare the mountain lion pelt for me in the time it took us to ride to Monterey and back. I agreed since I didn’t have what I needed to do the job. "I consider the nude canvass placed before me to be most acceptable and very adequate for my purpose. It remains to be discovered if the beauty displayed, is complimented by a willingness to learn and obey, without question, the orders of a Master."At this juncture, James reached out and softly traced the fingers of his right hand down the smooth surface of Becca's flushed left cheek, his light touch moving down to her neck, pausing to rest against the blushing skin and to feel the pulse of her. Watching her conversation with her friends, I discovered that the guy she had over last night had actually cum inside her once and then had cum a second time, but pulled out and covered her belly. I saw the dried, crusted cum on her belly and assumed he pulled out and just finished there. Worried that she might have to deal with another pregnancy (and subsequent abortion) I asked her about it. She said she didn’t expect him to cum inside her, which is why I didn’t hear them discussing it, but.