I would do some sewing for the town folks, making dresses and what not. I also had a hen house full of chickens so I sold the eggs. I had some hogs th...t I gradually sold off but I didn't know enough to keep that going.A few months after my gambler man, Jim, had died I was out hanging my wash. I was pinning up my unmentionables when a rider came into the yard and reined up. I think he was just going to get some water but when he saw my underclothes he got other ideas.He gave me a hard look and. They needed water first, then food, then shelter.He glanced around to get his bearings. The beach ran as far as he could see in both directions, a white strip of sand separating the blue ocean from what appeared to be a tropical jungle. Most of the trees were palms, including a good portion with immature or ripe coconuts. A damp haze lingered in the shade of the jungle, an early morning fog lurking in the cool shadows but not daring to wander out into the sunlight. He noted the position of the. She asked, “Daddy, where are you?”. Alex came back into the room with an ice cube in his mouth. He took it out and said “Right here, baby. Don’t worry, I am going to make this a night you'll never forget!”He took the ice cube and placed it on her navel. He began to slowly run it up and down her body.“Fuuuucccckk. OH MY GOD!” Carmela moaned as Alex ran the ice cube down her body from her neck, over her erect nipples, down to her warm, wet pussy. He placed the ice cube inside her pussy while he. He edged past me literally rubbing against the far wall and then he ran-walked down the hall and out the door.My wife came out and looked at me. "Madigan—" she was apparently at a loss for words."I'll sleep in the guest room tonight," I said, sniffling. I couldn't help it; I was ready to break down into uncontrolled sobs. Someone who has never been at war and returned to what I returned to could not know the heartache, the sense of loss, that I was feeling at that moment."Madigan, I am so.