Our lips remained joined for what seemed like ages. “Did you like that, my little lips touching you'rs,” she whispered and started to kiss me agai... only this time I fully turned and my hand wandered to her hips. Susan sank back into the sofa as we got comfortable. I did have a girlfriend from school who I used to see. We did all the usual school k** stuff, like play with her tit’s. This was something very different, a whole new world. “Come on up-stairs with me,” she said getting up off the. So ... the women "own" everything except men's tools. Quit laughing! Well, we own those too, but that's not what I meant."The paraphernalia: the equipment, apparatus, or furnishing used doing mens activities ... hunting, fishing, saddlery, harvesting, planting ... stuff like that, belong to the male and he can designate who gets to keep it when he dies."Everything else belongs to, is owned by, the women: Houses, barns, lands, stock, victuals and children pass through the female to females. If. I pointed the horse along the quickest route, confident that if I didn’t beat them I wouldn’t be far behind them.Darkness stopped me. Checking the saddlebags I was grateful to find a small bag of coffee and a battered old pot, and a bit of jerky. I’d be all right until I got back to the claim. Thinking of Elsa’s cooking made the jerky even less flavorful.There was nothing for breakfast so I was packed and ready to go as soon as daylight hit. I cussed a little when I got to the blue spruce.. That is the price you have to pay for what you did. It is your misfortune that I'm now in a position to exact that price."Mark looked at me and saw the determination in my eyes. He shook his head as if in denial but finally turned and walked out of the office. I found the revenge that I had taken to be a hollow victory, absent any pleasure or satisfaction. But it was something I needed to do for my own preservation. Maybe now I could get on with my life without thinking about Mark and revenge.I.