On his head was an old ten gallon hat it's crown circled by gold eagles.The gunbelt was old as well and shiny with age, the golden eagles inset into t...e belt and holsters had long ago been worn smooth from handling. The frontier Colts the old man wore had seen uncounted numbers of men fall over the decades.The old man took the guns out and lovingly wiped the dust off and checked the loads. A few seconds later the guns seemed to appear in and out of the old man's hands as if by magic.For decades. It's only eleven miles, more or less."I was standing close to the girl and put my hands over her ears."Get your head out of your ass, goddamnit! Think of your child first, for a change."She drew in a sharp breath, ready to explode as I took my hand off B.B.s head, hopefully cutting off any profanity riddled rant.She was past red, she was purple. I didn't give her a chance to speak."If you need anything out of the car, get it now. If we hurry, maybe Bob will come out before he goes home tonight.. "My God, guys," she said after just a couple of minutes. "This looks to be about half gold."Cassie and I went over to watch. She was right. I'd never seen so much gold in one place in all of my life. There was one nugget that was almost as big as a hen's egg. The rest was made up of smaller nuggets and dust. I picked up the pan and it had to weigh over a pound."I think we've found a pocket," I said. "If we have, we probably at least have enough to outfit ourselves for Oregon and we might find. Phil looked at me then down at her legs then back to me, hell Margaret he said you have such a great pair of legs. She hooked a leg over his, those luscious thighs nicely parted. I gave her a kiss, she responded by pushing her tongue into my mouth. Phil was busily running his hand around under the hem of her skirt, his hand working on her pussy now. his fingers underneath the thin red gusset, deep into her pussy. Margaret has great tits so I thought I would open up her blouse I eased them out.