She hesitated a bit but never said anything. I started kissing her longer and harder. From her earlobe down the side of her neck to her shoulder and s...e squirmed in delight. A shuddering gasp ripped from her throat as the tip of my tongue flashed up her neck and then traveled around the shell of her ear. Slowly I moved my hand from her back to front side and started caressing her well shaped firm boobs. I pulled over her top of salwar over her head and unclasped her bra. She had beautiful pair. I found the two horses and loaded the bodies on them. Jack responded to my whistle, so I was ready to ride in only a couple of minutes.I got back to the ranch with my two prizes just about dark. Nobody knew nothin' about the bastard with the buffalo gun, but the other man was identified as the foreman of the Rockin' K ranch. This development didn't make a whole lot of sense. I had picked up an empty cartridge shell offen the ground where that galoot had shot at me with his buffalo gun. Close. The second target was ‘to tackle the root causes of large scale deaths, like wars, genocides, famines and treatable illnesses’. I’d already made a start on that by getting Grandpa to send scientists out to Haiti to study HIV. The other parts were harder.Finally, the superhero one that Grandpa had sort of suggested: ‘to prevent or limit crimes and terrorist attacks, by tipping off the authorities where possible, or by taking direct action’.Just writing down those three sentences somehow made me. .On one of these get togethers one of the younger guy had way to much to drink and i told him to go inside and have a nap on the sofa,well when the guys got ready to leave we tried to wake steve but he said to leave him alone and let him sleep we could not get him up,by this time marta had come out of the room to see what the ruckus was,i told her steve had knocked out on usshe just laughed while he kept struggling for us to leave him alone and let him sleep.i told the guys to just leave him.