You may ask for whatever you want, but that doesn’t mean I’ll give it to you. You’ll have to be a good girl for that.” Beneath his had, I sque...ked. He knew just what to say to turn me from a frisky lover into an obedient pet. A very wet, obedient pet. “Have I made myself clear?” His voice rumbled from his chest, and that alone was enough to make me melt, but combine that with the dark lust in his eyes and the way he stood over me, I was absolute putty in his hands. “Yes Sir.” “Good.” Keeping. "Where the hell did you come from, Sargent," he asked.Blake related his story, and when got to the naval battle, the lieutenant stopped him. "That battle took place two weeks ago. Am I supposed to believe you've been floating around the Caribbean on a corpse? For all that time? No food, little water.When Blake described the storm, the Lieutenant looked at him puzzled. "There was a report of a severe storm several hundred miles south of Texas. There is no way you drifted there and back here in a. " She leaned over and gently kissed his forehead. As she did the dam broke on her emotions and she dissolved into tears against his chest."There, there, Lassie." crooned Richard as he tried awkwardly to comfort her with his good left arm."Damn! I wasn't going to do this in front of you." she said around sniffles, "I was going to be strong after what you did for us." Megan sat up and wiped her eyes on the sleeve of her tee shirt. "You could've been killed, you idiot!" Megan punched Richard on. She had said that she could shoot a rifle. She didn't lie. She was a fine shot with a rifle, and an adequate shot with a pistol. I told her the second revolver was to be her main pistol, so she made up a belt and holster for her slim waist, so the gun rode in her lap.During supper she mentioned that she liked to ride, and asked if she could ride Bob."Sure," I answered. "Bob needs to be ridden enough to keep him sharp anyway. You ride him as much as you want."We slept under the wagon that night..