He was right; she rubbed him through his jeans, her hand feeling his stiffness for the first time. Ryan gasped in her ear from her touch, and she gras...ed him and he nearly came right then. He wanted to touch her down there too, make her gasp in pleasure as well. He didn't know how she'd react to that, so instead slid his hands up under her shirt, which she'd let him do before. His friend bursting in on them prevented them from going any further; she snatched her hand away and he did the same. I had no sense of time, but recognized I had been running quite a while when I saw the sun was now directly overhead. I was getting hungry and tired, so I slowed down, but did not stop running.I had a vague perception that I had left the city behind. I saw but did not register that there were fields on one side and that I was running on the shoulder of a highway with fast-moving traffic. My steps were ragged now, and I was panting as I struggled to draw breath. My run slowed to a walk. I had a. " I pulled off my cap and leaned over, showing her the scar that ran from the top of my right ear over the top of my head to the top of my left ear. "Yes, I did. Guess you could say that I'm blessed." "Don't you mean 'lucky to be alive?" she asked. "No, I don't. I've been blessed," I stated. "I've a firm believer in a Gracious and Loving God and I honestly don't believe that I'd still be here without His intervention." "I didn't mean to be rude," she told me. "I don't think it was rude," I. I fired off a round as soon as I could jack one into the chamber and get an aim. I just kept going as fast as I could shoot, and I managed to knock down nine of the Comanches. The bullets were coming so fast that the Comanches could not escape, and I attribute a lot of my success to that factor.Meanwhile, Fawn continued to shoot her shotgun, and she took care of three more of the Comanches before they had moved off enough to be out of range, even when you count our fantastic luck. By that time,.