We used to meet on an evening when she took her family dog for a walk to the local park. We would invariably end up in the bushes that surrounded the ...ark (yes the same ones by the gents toilets that I have mentioned before) for some heavy petting which always involved her wanking me off and me fingering her pussy. The dog, which was a family pet and a big one, was, I think, a cross between an Alsatian and a Labrador, and always got excited when we were petting, the dog sniffing and poking his. The yahoo had robbed at least one traveler on the far side of Newcomb by about two miles. Well, if I did not goof off, I might find him on my first day. That would be a good omen if it turned out that way.The trip to Newcomb was made without difficulty, and I stopped in at the saloon to find out if there were anything new on the bandit. The bartender knew me and the kind of information that I was looking for, so he wasted no time in telling me what a pit of Hell the road to Bowman had become.. The arm dropped down again and she slammed the door too."Everything alright Penn?" someone asked from behind her.She turned around putting her hand to her injured arm."Oh it's you Mark ... Yes I'm fine thanks ... just a little scratch.Mark frowned at her arm. "You probably want to get a plaster or something on it though, to help stop the bleeding." I suppose that your right!" she smiled as she headed for the kitchen and her little first aid box.Luckily for her there were several fully trained. "It won't? I have never failed yet." The young man looked suspicious but Tim knew it was no contest, he would everything asked just for the chance for the fantasy.It was hours later, when the five people sat about in Samuel's living room. The only adults in attendance was Samuel's mother, Suzanne, and Tim. Jean had been surprised when her brother, Joel, had agreed to come to dinner and simply went along with the instructions. Usually the younger brother was a protagonist and a thorn in her.