Instead of a box formation, Abe had us pull into two parallel lines of wagons spaced about 6-8 feet apart. We moved between the wagons and under them ...nd prepared to fight. The shooting at us was rather desultory, almost as if the Indians had no heart for the attack. The shooting continued for a couple of hours and then stopped. After an hour of quiet, Running Fox went out to see what could have happened.In less than an hour, Running Fox was back to report that the Indians had given up on us. She was simply happy to be going back home to London for some tender loving care, and to catch up with her old college friends, Vicky and Anna. A brighter smile found its way across her face. It had been months since she saw them and even though they all spoke on the phone at least once a week, it was not the same as before when they spent every passing day together. She closed her suitcase with a firm click and looked round her room making sure that anything she needed for her trip back home. That self-centered bitch, of course its her birthday that’s important to her and I bet that the other is the same. al sound of the shutter going off every time I take a picture. “Excellent” it was so awesome, messing with them like that, they knew I took the pictures with the phone, but what else am I doing, I can almost feel their ears straining to listen and take in what’s happening. > First thing, send the pics to my phone, and here they come. My phone makes a beep indicating a text. Every hot sexy word of it. I swear!"Tracy gulped, her heart racing. "I believe you," she whispered almost reverently. "Ohhh, shit, I wish I were there with you." She was tingling all over. Flames in her cherry pussy flickered to life. "Tell me again about his tongue." She closed her eyes, shuddering with joy, listening intently to Christine's every word. "I'm creaming... ooo... let him lick you now, and tell me how it feels."This was the best conversation she ever had with Christine, ever since.