The last fired as I was rising to my feet, nearly ripping my holster in two and knocking me down again. The brave must have thought he got me, because...he rose up, his war cry echoing off the rocks. He stopped in mid yell, because I blew most of his jaw off. The next round took the rest of his head.The sudden stillness was deafening and it took me a minute to recover. I was going to have a hellacious bruise on my hip where he’d hit my holster. I also had a shallow groove I didn’t remember. ‘That’s right honey, we’ll have our own party.’ What can I say. I felt good, and was spreading shit faster than an oil spill could coat an Alaskan bay. The waitress started to say something, stopped, looked at me hard, and went to get our beer. The band started. They weren’t too bad, and soon we were dancing. I danced with every one of the girls, except the slow ones, CeCe got those. After the second set she told me to dance a slow one with the others just to keep up appearances. I thought it. Six weeks later, it was clear thatDominique, now living with her aunt in Baie-Comeau, was pregnant. Theaunt told Dominique's father and Jean Laplace in turn loudly proclaimedthat she had been abducted and assaulted by the youthful, and goodlooking Father Pelletier, under whose roof she had lived for severaldays. In fact, he filed a formal complaint to that effect with the RCMP.The RCMP was forced, of course, to investigate. With all of the tact, andfirmness, for which such investigates are. I was so turned on, I leaned into him and pressed my lips to his, I felt his lips part and his tongue snake into my mouth. His hands roamed my body, paying extra care to my ass. Our tongues wrestled until I grabbed his straining cock and he jumped a little. I broke our kiss first; he smiled and told me he wanted to see my ass. I climbed off the couch, shook my ass a little as I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. I started pulling my jeans down slowly, I paused when I knew my thong started.