I was only joking. Please forgive me." OK, but I'd hate ta think that anybody'd believe that 'bout me." Nobody does! Now, please forget my stupid effo...t at being funny, and let's see what we can do here."They went through everything that they could find on the wagon, but nothing told them the names nor where the family had come from. They did find a family Bible, but it had several bullet holes through it, making the family tree recorded in it totally unreadable. It was as if the Bible had been. I remember wondering who they belonged to.I remember the Gens d'Armes displaying the bloody results of their torture and shoving it into my face, and the red puddles seeping slowly into the bare earth.I remember it as if it were yesterday.I remember two women being brought into the square, modest women, reverent women who prayed in Church and never missed confession. They were entirely innocent, completely unconnected with me and my crimes, and yet they were implicated nevertheless in a way I. "I couldn't help but notice that you're alone in the line, just as I am. Perhaps we could both get faster service if we took a table for two."Her initial reaction was negative, and she said, "I don't ... think we should. We don't know each other." As she said it she realized how foolish that sounded.The man laughed and said, "It's just for a meal. This place is very popular and very busy, and I just think we might get a table a bit more quickly if they know they can put the two of us into one. Anything more than that would be too risky I think.” “You’re probably right.” Tom said and gave his cock a hard pump in my hand. “Too bad she isn’t a little older. Bet she’d be something special to take to bed.” “Shit, I doubt I’d be able to wait that long.” Travis said with a snort. “Whatever was handy enough to bend her over at the time would be good enough for me.” Tom chuckled at his brother’s joke and slouched just a little bit more. I took that as an invitation and set to slowly.