They were Comanches in war paint, and our war paint was fresh, so there was nothing to hold us back. We charged and they charged.I had told my men tha... I wanted to play a nasty joke on the Comanches if we could, and they all agreed that it would be great fun if we could make it work. By phrasing it as a nasty trick played on an enemy, I was able to convince the men to shoot at the horses, not at the riders. I figured that one of the Comanches might survive if we did it that way, and he could. He tied both of them to the bed as they were bent over with their asses in the air. He then duct taped the night stick to Sally's leg with it shoved in as deep as he could make it go. Then he grabbed a tennis racket and shoved the handle in the mans ass and duct taped it in deep. Now they could not move. He got his tazer gun and first shot at the man's balls then at Sally's clit. As they screamed and jumped he gave them each another shot. Then he did each of their asses. He used the tazer on. We were on a game trail heading into the wind. So Elena knew something about hunting, also. We found a good ambush point and settled in. It was starting to get dark when I saw the small deer come down the trail. I had an arrow out and notched. When I judged it was close, I shot with one quick, easy movement. It was a good shot and the deer was hit just behind the shoulder and ran only about twenty feet before dropping. We stepped out and took it. I opened my knife and managed to field dress it. I accidentally kicked the table in front of us whilst stretching my leg and tv remote fell on the floor. Disha lowered herself to pick the remote and all I can see was bright red padded bra hugging her big breast. I didn't realise she was looking at me when i was staring her cleave. I was gobsmacked and did not know what to say so I smiled nervously and start watching tv again. Disha got up to prepare the dinner table and I said I will help her. She said you just help yourself to another glass.