As it happened, the scouts were not needed. The men of the caravan had just finished eating and were cleaning up in preparation for continuing the jou...ney when they were suddenly subjected to a rain of arrows coming in from the west. The attack was a complete surprise, and a number of the wagon drivers were wounded by the shower of arrows. Nobody was killed, but there were some painful wounds inflicted by the arrows.Fortunately, by the purest stroke of luck, none of Homer's security men were. ’ Father Thomas studied Robert with arrogance. Good at what he was doing, God knows for how long and how many women he’s hypnotized for sex. Assuredly, with Father Thomas posing all the questions and having all the answers, Joshua was no match for the priest. Only, not worth his time and energy, too powerful a man in his small community, especially with him the only witness and Joshua’s word against the priest, he didn’t want to tangle with him. He just wanted to get what he needed from Father. Christine Jones sweated in the torrid desert sun as she labored as an a****l as ordered by sheik Omar. At noon the sheik rode by on his horse accompanied by his mistress , Farah. Farah looked down on the chained blonde as she labored under the lash of the slavedriver and said : « Shiek Omar, I need a small a****l to turn the treadmill which powers my river craft. Will you give me this slut as a gift ? I assure you I will not be gentle with her . She will work on the open deck of my craft under. When it was time for the bride and Groom to leave the party, Ron quietly whispered to me, “Meet us at the motel. Wait until the bridal car leaves and then come up to the honeymoon suite.”“Fuck, Ron, this is your wedding night mate. I can’t be there. Does Ronnie know what you are doing?”“Just meet us there. Don’t tell anyone.”I shook my head at him as they were leaving. Ronnie saw me, smiled and blew me a kiss. I waited around twenty minutes and then left via the rear door. I had parked my car.