The night I left Dillon, Daniel took me to his friend’s house and told me I’d be safe there in case Dillon came after me looking for me. We laid o... the couch and watched movies for a few hours and he just held me. After a romantic scene, I couldn’t stand anymore, sobs poured out of me and my body shuddered against his chest. I expected him to just lay there or get up and walk away like Dillon did when I cried, but he didn’t. He put his arms around me and held me close to him,’ It’s ok now, just. It seems that the semen from a particular male is only effective for twenty-four hours and then the female needs a different variety.”Hanna interrupted, “You mean I have to screw a different guy every day for a year to get relief!”Molly responded quickly, “Thank heavens, no. The acclimation to a particular man’s semen fades in five or six days but that meant that I had a different man’s penis in me for each day of the week. My husband couldn’t handle that and he bailed. My current husband is. I couldn't think of any reason that the Indian would be needed badly enough to send a rider for him. I sensed the Indian knew it too.When the rider got close I noted his red hair. He would obviously be called red or some variation of it. When he got close enough to speak the horse had been slowed then reined to a stop."So Red, what's got you all in a lather?" I asked it even though I could have just remained quiet like the Indian. Red was going to tell me regardless."Big Ed sent me to fetch. ” I whispered to myself. I had watched both Billie and Mallory go into their respective rooms earlier on, but in a state of inebriation, had forgotten which room belonged to who (plus they gave me a shot of Guinness before I had “passed out”). I picked one room, knocked lightly, then entered quietly, shutting the door behind me. “Well, there she is, old boy. You made it this far, so why not go for it? If all else fails, you might get to ding her before she or her sister kills you.” I smiled at.