We didn’t divulge facts that would have compromised the good guys or the informants they turned, but it was still pretty stark, a really ugly look a... people at their worst, casually discussing the deaths they had caused, the executions they had performed personally, the blackmailing and breaking of good families they held under their thumb. They discussed their utter contempt for the authorities in every country they operated in, and laughed at how many key players they ‘owned’ in America.We. There are no games or stalling tactics like there used to be in college...stuff that women are expected to do.We both know what's about to happen, it's just a matter of how we'll go about it, and that makes things a lot simpler all around.I used to have guys after me all the time and sex wouldn't come until after a few dates. Now we get to sex right away and they pay a lot of money for it.Afterwards, we often sit and talk for a while.I often sit nude on the couch with a towel under me. The guys. It was a scary moment, because I know that they let every detail of what's between my legs show through. If it hadn't been for another dizzying surge of honey moisture somewhere in the depths behind my silkiness I don't know if I'd have had the nerve after all. He wanted to paint me reclining on his rococo chaise longue, with legs slightly parted.This was all so new. It was difficult to contain the excitement, the sheer naughtiness of being naked with this stranger, and even more difficult to. I shook my head for her not to ask. The two punchers were following Ma and Rod in the gig, they starting middle of the afternoon. It was a late start, but Ma figured she could get some distance behind her.“Chance, what or who is old Betsy?”I grinned while replying, “The real name for it is Indian Killer. That’s what Pa called it anyway. It’s a sawed off ten gage shotgun. He came onto it in a burned out settler’s cabin. Most of the stock and the tip of the barrels were burned off and he smoothed.