The older woman smiled but shook her head."Oh, come on, Grandma," the younger one said. "You ought to take him up on the offer. You know how... horny ...ou've been. Let him try to take care of you." But, honey, I don't know him."The younger one giggled. "Yeah, but he sure wants to get to know you better." No, Jan, he's just kidding around. He doesn't want an old woman." Whoa!" I said with emphasis. "I'm very serious."The smile disappeared from the older woman's face. "Why?" she. Chance. Got it? Not your best friend, not your mother, not your priest, nobody. This happens in secret, or not at all. I said got it?!” I raised my voice, with a whip-crack on the final syllables.He nodded, and I smiled. I knew that he would not tell. I had him wrapped around my finger. I wandered over to one of the toilet stalls, doing up my shirt. I reached in, grabbed some toilet paper and quickly wiped up the mess around my groin. Then I tossed it negligently in the loo and flushed.. I knew that some would only go a few hundred yards and stop, but the others would still have to be found and rounded up before the Comanches could become a serious fighting force again.I wanted them to know that their camp had been invaded because I wanted them to worry a little, though they would never admit it. To that end, I hunted up some more Indians to kill. I found a few and killed the sleeping men. I felt absolutely no qualms about doing that, they would have killed me if the situation. Shit, Dad, it was the only thing I could think of." Held you without due process? You're not shitting me?" No, Dad, the truth." You have money on you?" Yup. Recovered my stash, so I'm covered money wise. I even got my old driver's license, you know: the one I thought I'd lost. It should still hold up in a control." Okay, here's what you do. Find yourself a phone shop and get a disposable cell. Call me on my cell then. I'm on my way to pick you up." Thanks, Dad. I really appreciate it. I'll do.