"So they hold Great Grandmother against us?" I asked."Yes, that's a part of it, but I fear that the Ranch is also part of it. Many envy us our land an... our herds. Some are pushing to have the land returned to the Council of Chiefs and to have them control it. We would have to leave the Ranch and give up all of the work that our family and clan have invested in it. Also who knows what would happen to it under the Council of Chiefs," he finished in a tired voice."What does Father think of this?". It came natural to them. The young Scythe dishonored her by not giving her a warrior’s death but capturing her and bringing her back into his camp. He would be her master. Tecmessa was filled with rage. She did not want to be owned by any man. She wanted to kill the arrogant son of a bitch and return to her people. Sadly, it was not to be. The handsome young Scythe brought her back to his camp. She was quite shocked to see women there. Of course. Women and children. The families of these wild. What was happening was certainly turning me slowly into a maniac. Sure she loved my baby and I did not grudge her for that but what harm had I done her that she was avoiding me like this?And just a few days back I meant the world to her and now I didn’t even exist. Soon enough even my wife was talking to her. This couldn’t be really be true. Just a few hours ago I was devising methods of punishing her but on the contrary it was I who was being punished. Was this her way of getting back at me. Impulsively, still looking at Henry, she began to fondle Joes cock. Hey! Thats it, he breathed. The bodies shifted briefly and another thrill went through her as she saw Henry again. The idea that he would look at her while she was jerking off a total stranger excited her enormously. With a little stifled moan of arousal, she tugged down Joes zipper, worming her hand into his trousers to extract his throbbing erection. He stiffened in surprise. Give me it, she panted. I want to jerk it….