There were no guns in her house, but she was able to purchase one from a store in Colter City, and she practiced with it until she was a better than a...erage shot, though she would never be a "quick draw" artist. She carried the gun with her at all times in hopes of getting a shot at her father's murderers.Thus, when she rode into Colter City that morning, she knew what she had to do when she saw three of the murderers with 5 other men riding out of town. On the spur of the moment, she decided. When i return from my business trip i met my wife and she was pretty normal but she was very nice and sweet to me. Probably from her guilt of allowing another man use her pussy. I pretend that i knew nothing and i played along. My friend Mark didnt know i am kinda knew the lady he fucked my my wife too. I didnt want to admit to any of them bevause i dont want to be seen as a weird husband. I arranged dinner with mark when i return home and eager to see how both behave. They seems so normal that. ” she snapped somewhat sternly.“What do you mean maybe?” Tracey uttered meaning to sound as stern as Emily but instead it came out rather meekly.“Well whatever possessed you to display yourself so wantonly Tracey, maybe you are a harlot after all ?” she sniffed and Tracey had no real answer to her.“Oh well you can't stay here in the main house now, you will have to live with the other fancy girls until we sort this mess out.” Emily huffed.Reluctantly Tracey followed Emily and Tilly out of the. “Okay... now!” At that moment, the lights in the living room and the adjacent kitchen came on. “Surprise!” several people shouted. Becca gasped. Both rooms were filled with her friends. “You... you really planned this entire thing?” Becca asked me. “Well, the blackout did kind of delay the celebration,” I confessed. “That certainly messed things up. But all our friends really wanted to be here and to celebrate with us tonight. So here they are.” “This is amazing!” Becca exclaimed, as she.