" Mike replied as the boys began to stuff the big with fruit and covered it in banana leavesso that the sand and hot coals don't get inside the pig."H...ve you found anything that looks like vegies?" Peter asked Ron."Well you guys are the experts on plants so come look at this and see..."Ron asked the twins. Wesley and Simon went with them as they wanted to see what the vegies looked like."Man you found these, they are root plants." Mike howled."Root plants, that sounds rude." Wesley gasped. "No. He fell from his horse, and I was sure that he was out of the fight, but the other man was getting damned close.I fired at him and must have rushed my shot because only a few pellets seemed to strike him. At this point, I was in extreme danger and did not have time to fool around. With that in mind, I changed my aiming point from the man to his horse. This time, they were close enough for all of my pellets to hit something. I could not tell for sure where I had hit the horse, but it did stumble. Charlene had married a man, who, despite being very sweet and supportive was absolutely crap in bed. She sometimes doubted whether he actually fancied her, but stayed with him because, she felt that he was good in all other ways, after all, she thought, sex wasn't everything.Sylvia was a bit of a wall flower and had never had a boyfriend, despite now being in her thirties.Away from home, the girls were having a great time. Exploring Amsterdam and all it's delights. One evening they decided to. Greasy Face was a Native American, and he was old when Bob was a kid. Bob had been fascinated with him as he grew up, and spent as much time with the old Indian as he could. That wasn’t much, because Greasy Face was a ranch hand at the Lazy N, and, even though he had to be in his seventies, he did the same kind of work as all the other ranch hands. According to Bob’s dad, the Indian had showed up on foot one day, saying he was there for a job. He’d been as old as Rowdy was now, even then,.