‘My faithful friend, you have been valuable to me, giving me your all, your strength and your courage.’ The horse nickered softly as if in respons.... ‘I have found her, my vision woman. Soon I shall make her mine.’ He brushed the horse down and readied him to head back out on the trail. Then he gathered the meat that had been drying on a rack and stored it away in a beaded parfleche before he doused the smokeless fire and broke camp, strapping the loaded travois of dried meat and semi-cured. Crap, they are at the door leading downhere and are coming down here, Becky realized. "Hey, I'll put these onyou, hurry!" as Becky tied one of the bandanas around the man's eyes andthen stuck the other in his mouth. "Wut...." he uttered before hisspeech became muffled by the cloth in his mouth. "Hush now... justbreathe through your nose, you can do that right?" Becky asked briskly.All the young man could do was nod silently as Becky stood back from himand then let out a desperate scream. Becky. My husband appeared disinterested, 'I need to rush, I have a busy day ahead of me', he replied, as if indifferent to my early rousing, I so wanted to have a longer lie-in, the bed was warm and comfy, and the outside looked miserable.Hubby bent down a kissed my forehead, 'Gotta go, call you later', and that was it, he was gone, and I settled down to steal a few more minutes in the warmth of my duvet.I could feel my eyelids get heavy as I drifted off into the land of nod, my thoughts were. “My new boobs,” she said.“I’m sure they’re nice,” I replied.“No,” Tammy replied, as she unbuttoned her shirt. “I’d really like your opinion.”Before I could say “no” a second time, she flipped her shirt into my lap and reached behind her back to unfasten her bra. She slipped the spaghetti straps down her toned arms and tossed the bra into my lap as well.She playfully squeezed her “man-made” breasts, lightly pinching her nipples with her fingers and a thumb.“Feel them,” she demanded, as she bent.