I pulled my revolver from my holster.He let go of her hair. She started crawling away. When I glanced at her, he threw his knife. It stuck in my right...leg. He ran toward me. I was able to get three shots into him before he got to me and he fell at the horse's feet.I was surprised that I wasn't bleeding very much from the knife wound.The woman got up and came to look at my wound. "Thank you very much for saving me from that man. He kidnapped me, and meant to rape me, I think." I have some. She was so close that I could feel her body heat that was a good comfort in the chilly wintry night. I put my hands in the shawl and try to take nap.But it was uncomfortable to have some one head on your shoulders. I tried to shift position without disturbing Anita’s sleep and in the process my left hand fell on her open thighs. A current passed in my body. By corner of eyes I saw her face. She was still sleeping with dreams in her eyes. Perhaps she did not know that my hand is resting on her. I should takecare of this so I can finish up and glue on my pussy, but I don't. Isit down and snap on my wig cap, then pick up the mask and startpainting on the glue on the inside. I don't touch myself, but squeezemy new, rounder thighs together, feeling my cock pulsing as I pressthe mask into place on my nose.I carefully stick the mask into place, around my eyes, forehead,cheeks, lips and chin. Ellen's bare face looks back at me, turningthis way and that to check for wrinkles or mistakes. It. Loretta was not such a monster after all."But... but it's all so confusing..." the young girl said, relief flooding through her as she realized she had found someone to talk to."Listen," the older redhead told her. "There's just one guideline in this life that works... if it feels good-do it!" Oh, it couldn't be that simple," Cally protested."It is," Loretta said with assurance.And then Loretta did something that should have shocked and upset Cally, but it didn't. She merely watched in rapt.