Yours, Eric.It took several days until I got a reply from Rosalind. I spent that time out of sorts, fearing that she'd accept and fearing that she'd r...fuse, that she'd be the Rosalind Harris and that she wouldn't, that she'd be disappointed and mocking or furious and offended. Finally, I got a reply, and it took all my courage to read it.Dear Eric,Your letter was an interesting surprise. It was pleasant to see that, when you try, you can manage to arrange words into grammatically valid English. He looks like he needs a rest!”“I’ll sort that out!” I smiled as I began to stroke his shaft a little firmer. I kissed his chest and made my way down his body, snaking my tongue across his smooth skin, kissing his strong muscular flesh, making my journey toward his ever growing erection. As I reached his almost full blown erection I saw a serious amount of pussy juice and strands of spunk, coating his very impressive cock. The musky smell of our sex filled my nostrils, triggering some primeval. "How was work?"I heard him heave a sigh. "Good. The garage is getting more business now. Howwas your day?" It was fine. The professor is giving another quiz this friday." I lifted theladel up from the sauce, I blew on it to cool off the sauce then tasted.Perfect.I really need to put a bell on Darius. He was right behind me againwhispering, "How does it taste?"I jumped and let go of the ladel. It splashed into the sauce and sent someflying onto my arm and some on my chest. "Ow ow ow. That. They stepped out on the platform and heard gunshots coming from the direction of the engine. Then they saw the riders racing up and down the length if the train, seemingly firing their pistols at random into the passenger cars. "Lookit those bastards! They don't care who they kill. This is a job fer our shotguns!" Ezra started running toward the baggage car and Sean was right behind him.They got to the baggage car and banged on the door. "Hey Sam! Sam! It Ezra! Let us in! We need our shotguns!".