She already had a handgun hidden in her folds of clothing and she was long noted at the Fort as a fine shot and a skilled horsewoman able to adapt to ...lmost any situation.The Frenchman that had transported her had a desire to purchase her for his own needs but was short of funds to win the bid. He had returned to his settlement to borrow the cash needed and she was uncertain if he would ever return to buy her and seal her by marriage and the realization she had no other option.Margaret had. Made it, lots of people stopped. I decided to go on after refuelling and getting more snacks. Weather not worst but still needing full concentration, damn I needed a piss, next services 20 miles, took nearly an hour to get there, busting I rushed into loo and almost wet myself, pulled knob out and breathed a sigh of relief as the hot stream of piss hit the urinal. Washed hands, looked at the clock, fuck 01:00 already only done just over 150 miles.Walked back out, every where shut except MC's,. But others will want you to fulfill other... how shall I say? Duties? Yes, other duties too. Hence the need for training now... the quicker you get to think and act like a girl, the quicker I'll start to earn a profit; I've already taken a copy of your file from the computer upstairs... a simple matter of posting it to my own PC back at my place..."I managed to grunt a few more times which only served to give Ian and Mistress Angel something to chuckle about... and then Ian took hold of my bum. She grinned as she saw his eyes lock onto her exposed melons and saw the tent in his trousers. She yearned to reach out and touch it, but she didn't dare. As she refilled his glass she thought about the men on the train and giggled as she remembered what one of the men had whispered to her one night."We are going to rename the tunnel for you love. It will be called Blow Job Alley."But what she had been doing with them over the last few weeks she couldn't do with Billy. The men on the train were.