Mike was hard again. He got on the bed and softly rolled Jen onto her back. "I'm so sorry," she sobbed. "I tried to get him to pull out." It's alright..." Mike soothed as he gently kissed the tears from her cheeks. Her breasts were bruised from Nick's rough groping, and the sight made his dick twitch with excitement. Mike positioned himself between his wife's legs, and then pushed into her. God she was loose! Usually she fit him like a glove, but now he could barely feel her pussy walls. Instead. The ?young lady? was buried without much ceremony in a pauper?s grave,with Lestrade the only mourner by the graveside. As he turned away fromthe graveside he saw two familiar figures: one wearing his famousdeerstalker hat and smoking a pipe, the other walking with a limp causedby a musket ball. ?Good Afternoon, Gaylord,? same Holmes with a grimsmile.Back in the circus, Celine the Snake Charmer tried to catch her breath asshe saw the Freres Lyonnaise stalking back to their caravan. Sheremembered. Why aren’t you... ?”“Had to go to the zoo. I was interviewing the new vet for the school paper. I told you about that, remember? I know you’ve been busy lately and haven’t paid much attention. Last Saturday, at dinner. No, not Saturday, you couldn’t be with us for dinner on Saturday. You had something to do at work, right? Maybe Sunday.”I watched in horror as he sat down.“Anyway, I was walking down the street to the park when I saw you in here from the window. Which is great, I needed to talk. FIRE! READY... AIM... FIRE! READY... AIM... FIRE! RELOAD!" They had gotten off 21 shots and hit 11 Indians, a very good ratio, before the Comanches pulled back out of range.There was now no doubt that there were riflemen on the roof, the pall of smoke made that obvious. Now, the Indians were sure to try to do something about that. The only really successful way for the Indians to attack the people on the roof was plunging fire from arrows. But, to do that effectively, they needed to get within.