The two rough and tough young miners, Casey Elder and Roger Decker, were best friends. The kind of friends nothing could divide. Nonetheless, the clos... confinement took a toll, and the two men had grumbled at each other for days. Angry words exchanged when they took their meals. Belligerent arguments and glances traded in the saloons. The two men quarreled for the first time in their partnership.After two-and-a-half years of wearing the same Yankee blue uniforms, fighting side by side, a. "My ass is your MASTER! Try again!" You're still on all fours looking up at your fleshy master with a mix of trepidation and desire in your big brown eyes. "Kneel before your master and say your home and kiss my ASS!" You rise up on your knees and say "Master, I'm home" as your warm breath blows between your quivering lips warming my cheeks. My hard cock is bobbing up and down of it's own accord. You grasp my butt cheeks and begin kissing both cheeks tenderly. Your tongue finds it's ultimate. Since they aren’t gullies game would probably use them in dry weather. Animals likely have easier access to water on the inland side of the ridge.”Erin said, “Did you notice that so far it is only these two paths which have vegetation next to them?”“So are you implying something?” questioned Maeve.“Perhaps ... I suspect they were ... shall we say, guided to the spots where they were found. It seems reasonable to believe that they had assistance in traveling this far and in safely reaching the. Now, it wasn't the first time I'd ever drank. I'd had a glass of wine at Christmas, and aglass of champagne at New Years, but that was about it. I'd never just had one with dinner. Tonight, Ithought, is a little different though!When I got up from the table, I went into the living room, but I didn't turn on the TV. Instead, I satthere sipping my wine, as mom cleared the table, and cleaned up the kitchen. Normally I would havehelped her but that night I wasn't in the mood. I purposely waited.