Betsy was what Haskell was calling the Gatling gun.Thanks to Turnbull and Biggs, we were going to share in sixteen thousand, five hundred and eighty f...ve dollars. I had decided that Jesse would get that money for stock on his new ranch. After all, I had more than enough money elsewhere. Or should I say 'else when'. The Richardsons' trunk was delivered to the jail by the station master's assistant. Striped convict outfits and shackles were in the trunk. These shackles looked like what I'd seen. "We don't know what the AIs think or are thinking," I said. "I needed the idea to enter their thought-space. The consensus would think what it would, but one of them might think differently. One AI might think preventing the extinction of its maker-race was worth trying something different, especially when the upside is so damn big." Senator Win wasn't the only idea you wanted to infect them with," she said thoughtfully."The Paradox of the Traitor. How do you trust someone that has betrayed. Thats it she said… Im done Im leaving&hellip, how could you cheat on me&hellip, your wife I just stood there like a loser apologizing and begging her not to leave as she pretty much called me every name under the sun. Then she said it&hellip,. How could you do this&hellip,. I never once ever cheated on you&hellip,.. Something snapped inside of me, I guess it had been a long time coming. I stood up straight and told that lying whore to shut the fuck up. She froze I let it all out, how I knew. .DAMN!!!” she said just about out of breath “let me taste some of that” she then began licking my face and sharing what she licked up with me by placing her tongue inside my mouth. “I want to FUCK that ass”, “Well, what’s stopping you” I took ahold of her and told her to assume the position and eased my cock into her thick round ass. The inside felt like heaven. As I started pounding it she took her fingers and began rubbing her clit and fingering her cunt. With each thrust she would meet me.