Another wagon was emptied of its wine, and the stock was replaced by wool and linen cloth. Homer again assured the merchants and town fathers that he ...xpected the trading caravan to become a regular thing, but he could not be very sure of the schedule at this point.They spent a day in the town and left the next morning. This was the section of road where they had met the bandits on the previous trip, and nobody was sure what would happen this time. Homer hoped for peace, but Wolgar hoped for a. I happen to prefer redheads.”“Mac, it’s okay if you thought she was pretty. What was her name?”“Sophia.”“A pretty blonde with a sensual name, I’ll bet Alice got rid of her while you were gone because she would see her as competition.”“She wouldn’t…” Mac stopped and sighed. “Okay, maybe she would. But Suzanna is attractive and blonde.”Grace rolled her eyes. “Please, Suzanna is the poster girl for wholesome girl next door types. Alice wouldn’t see her as a threat.”“You’re right, maybe not. But. Henny's hand was on my growing cock, and Mary's lips were on mine. It felt as if a warm cloud of sex and love had engulfed me. The sensations these two warm women created in me were so hot, so erotic, and so unusually new, that I was wide-awake in half a minute."Today I remembered to wake you up in time, didn't I?" Mary's lips had left my mouth. She rolled on top of me, and Henny guided my semi-hard cock to her pussy. With a little sigh Mary slid down my body, till I was buried in her. "I just. " Good! Good!" said Jake with a huge smile.He rubbed his hands together, gleefully. The new town was assuaging some of the guilt that the results his actions as a nightrider had caused.The French party, oblivious to the fact that Joseph Raab and his gang were after them, traveled at a moderate pace. As they traveled Jean taught the women how to use the arsenal that was strategically placed in the carriage. At first they would practice in the evening, shooting at static targets that Jean placed.