We divorced thirteen years ago which was not soon enough. The marriage hadn’t been good for a long time. The only thing good that came out of it was...my only daughter. The last I heard about Steve was that he moved out of the area to some place down south.”“Carrie, if I may say so I remember you to be a very attractive woman. Can I assume you are beating the men away with a big stick now that you are single?”Laughingly she said, “Well I have dated a little but I haven’t found anyone interesting.. One of them was a fair shot, and managed to graze Shaylee's left arm. In the end, though, Maeve and Shaylee were far better marksmen. Their opponents were soon all dead or dieing.Maeve moved around her wagon to join Shaylee, and the two reloaded."Looks like they're all dead, but let's wait a bit before we go out," said Maeve.Boyd lay in the wagon as his life's blood flowed out through the many wounds inflicted by the splinters of wood from the wagon and the buckshot. The memories of his life. ”“Think I can borrow the key to the apartment for Wednesday? Joyce and Kara want to cook dinner for me.”“Sure. I’m positive it’ll be cool.”“Thanks. How about a double-date with Bethany and Ed for lunch on Tuesday?”“I don’t think Bethany is going to sleep with Ed!” she giggled.“Smart Aleck! Bethany isn’t sleeping with anyone but Gene at this point! You’re really teasing today.”“It’s fun!”I nodded, “I know you love doing it. I need to head to Kara’s.”We hugged, Stephanie kissed me on the cheek,. Her fingers tightened on every upward stroke as though she were trying to milk the semen from my testicles. “Evangeline,” I moaned, “I’m going to cum.” She pushed her mouth as far down as she could and forced the head of my cock into her throat. My back arched and I thrust my hips up as my balls released a torrent of semen. She lifted her head to hold just the head of my cock in her mouth, milking me with her hand as I continued to cum. When she was satisfied she had everything I had to.