Just the lightingin here, I thought.The task for today's lesson was to read through the play together, eachcharacter being assigned to a different stu...ent. Fortunately, I wasn'tassigned one so I just had to read along silently.Things were going as expected, I quite liked Shakespeare so I had gottenreally into the play, not paying attention to what was going on around me,when suddenly a pain that felt like elastic snapping up my shoulder bladebrought me to attention."Ow," I stated as the entire. This made something of a mess, but it insured that they were dead.We rode up to the stage and found that the driver and guard were dead. There were two men and two women passengers, and, fortunately, one of the men knew how to drive a six-mule team. We helped the passenger/driver to the box. The bodies of the driver and the guard were tied to the top of the coach and the dead bandits were tied to their horses. We made quite a parade as we traveled back to town to the stage office. The. Rod was under no illusion that Brian and Suzie would spend every spare moment fucking, just as Brian knew that Betty would shag the shitter out of Rod when given any chance, and would have Jeff and Jean in as playmates also.They taxied into their hotel in the city and checked in, unpacked and had a snack and returned to their suite to discuss how Suzie would fill her days in whilst he was working. They had the next weekend there also, so discussed whether they should stay where they were or go. " "It sure is" I said. I was hoping that was going to be it but no they came right over to me and started talking. They introduced themselves as Kevin and Peter. Kevin, the guy with the camera, was a tall and Peter was a bit older looking but about the same height as me. They were both bigger guys but not unattractive. They were telling me they were in town for a few days and were checking out the sites. They seemed nice enough so we chatted for a bit. It started off talking about the weather.