It was then I had my idea. A couple days later, I again picked her up at work. This was the situation: I knew Carol was getting fucked by someone (or ...ore than one) else. But, she didn't know that I knew. I think that was the reason for the condoms. Carol knew I was going to fuck her and go down on her still, and did not want evidence she was getting cocky on the side. As I said, I was very aroused at the thought another man's cock had been inside her. At the same time, I wondered if he knew. He had some paper money, too, but we ignored that as being too heavily discounted to be worth bothering with.He was not on our wanted posters, so we left him lying on the roadside. We did take his horse, guns, etc., and I complimented Jane on not shooting him in the face so that we could have something to work with when it came to identifying him. She was very pleased at my compliment, and that was another star on my chart.Jane was surprised when I had her take the $153 in cash that we found.. "Luke." My voice came out so softly that even I had trouble hearing it. "Luke," I tried again. This time he looked at me, but he definitely wasn't smiling. I opened my mouth, to ask him if we could talk, but suddenly I seemed to be having trouble getting any words out at all. Instead of saying anything to him, I ended up avoiding his eyes; suddenly feeling guilty, but unable to determine what it was I felt guilty about. I mean, it wasn't like there was anything I should feel guilty for. So Luke. It was 6:30. He got up and went downstairs shirtless in his sleeping shorts. As he entered the kitchen his mother looked at him, and he gave her a little sheepish smile. To his comfort, she gave him an embarrassed smile back. She poured him some coffee, and she motioned for him to join her on the couch in their family room. Jeff started the conversation. “So they made you do that?” Kathy looked at her coffee and said, “I went over there looking for you. They were all drunk and started feeling.