‘Yes of course.’ ‘Look me in the eye when you say that. Again. Got it?’ I looked straight at him, so sorry I had become unprofessional, like a...selfish little twat really, and said ‘Yes, John. I promise I will never mention her again.’ He continued to stare at me. My eyes turned down to the floor and by the time I was brave enough to raise them I could see him calming down, the anger disappearing from his face. Finally the changeover occurred and he smiled down at me in forgiveness. ‘I will. When she got done "editing" she played them back. "I'm Virgin and I'm going to do Animal and Moose because Emily says it's okay. I'm sixteen and she says it's plenty old enough to gang bang a bunch of guys." That was one "enhanced" bit of conversation. Then, here it was four o'clock in the morning and Connie called the newspaper editor's wife and said in a whiny voice. "I just got a tape here which proves how Emily Smith is trying to turn all our young girls into whores."Then she played the. Frank.”“That's okay,” I smiled. “Janet's just getting her vitamins.” The bimbo must have remembered Alice doing the same thing earlier today. “Just enjoy.”Becca nodded, moaning again. “It feels so nice.”“Of course it does,” I grinned. “You and Alice will be licking each other's pussies a lot. For the vitamins.”Becca's blue eyes widened. “Wow. I can't wait. It feels soooo good.”Janet noisily ate out Becca as the young woman slid those huge tits up and down my cock. I groaned, leaning back as I. Two gold traders had opened shop since last fall, and the blackboards told them that gold dust fetched $16 per troy ounce; nuggets went at a premium of $17. A fur trader had opened shop, too. Jim and Ned decided that they could do their trading without the tedious travel. That would give them two additional months to pan for gold and would offset the lower prices they would get for their furs.At the livery stable, Jim and Ned made arrangements to sell the bushwhackers' horses, and they were.