She was a sitting duck without any protection, with only team of forensics and information gatherers at her disposal, and not very good ones at that. ...hey would hardly stop the killer if he decided Marie was a threat. What she had learned was all very poignant and interesting, but they led to nowhere.The killer was obviously not an irate witch-hunter on a personal quest. Or if it was, it was a witch-hunter from The Planet of Professionals. The team she had been supplied were all troublemakers. "Your rod," she responded to the sight of his cock. It was huge. It looked magnificent."Yes," he quietly said. He climbed onto the bed and crawled to her. "You are so beautiful."He brushed her hair away from her face. She stared back up at him. He leaned down and he kissed her. Shelby was surprised by the tingly sensation and it was not only in her lips but she felt it in her pussy too. She kissed him back. As his passion increased so did hers. She began to feel wet between her legs.Eric broke. We had killed almost 260 working men and 40 aristocrats. The economic structure of western Worth County was demolished.We left the dead to be cleaned up by the alligators, wild hogs, and a few bears. Our trip home was one long celebration until we met a woman riding like the wind. Dammit, she was a master of horseback riding! Anyway, her news was that we had been tricked.We had also been attacked by elements of the Mitchell County militia. It was not until a lot later that we learned how this. But she had excellent natural coordination and learned to move with the horse. She'd never been camping before, either. It would all be new experiences for her.Marty and Adoré were busy, too. Marty helped with the cattle for a couple weeks of spring roundup. (Ad put off working the calves until Marty and Rick were there to help.) Once rounded up, it was four days of hot, dusty work, separating the yearlings from their mommas, then running them through the chute where they were given.