"He's just drunk. I was about to give him the gun he wanted. Then this afternoon or tomorrow I would have asked you or the Marshal to ride out to his ...amp and talked to the range boss. Most of the cattlemen don't want trouble with the towns they stop at so he would have gotten my gun back for me."Dillon turned back to the cow hand and told him, "Mr. Jordan is giving you a break; y'all get back to camp. I don't want to see you in town again until your herd moves out. You can pick up your gun at. "I tried not to show my surprise. "You broke up with Dean? Why?"Marge shrugged before taking another drink. "He wasn't my type. Sure he was a real nice guy, kinda good looking, sorta skinny for my tastes, but funny, great in the sack mostly and all. Dean's just not something I wanted to settle for."I tried to keep calm, but inside my mind was seething as I thought, "Settle for! Not your type!" I composed myself before asking in a non- confrontational way "Really? Dean do something to make you. It's rural but still only 20 minutes drive from the centre of Manchester. The grounds are big. Neighbours won't hear anything and folk around here stay behind their own spiked fences and remote control gates unless they're invited in. Inside, as usual with this lot, it's a complete shambles. Furniture upended, drawers turned out, remains of a meal, plates, glasses and cutlery spread across the living room floor."Bit of a mess," says the man in charge. "They were having lunch by the TV."I'm. ' ?But, Eleanor?' George protested. ?Shut up!' Eleanor said calmly. ?Go run my bath. Hurry!' Sadly, George padded naked into the bathroom, conscious that Eleanor and themaid were watching him. How do I get out of this? George's mind raced at the indignity and the hopelessness of his situation.He could do nothing. The bathtub was almost full when Eleanor walked in naked and George quicklytore his eyes away as the pain in his cock became unbearable. ?Can't look?' she taunted him. ?What a pity. I.