"Now, I'm allowing you freedom of speech because I really care as to how you're truly coping." It's more difficult when we're idle... we start thinkin... for ourselves... much easier when we're automatically compelled to do something." Barbie responded with a quiet submissive voice."Thank you Barbie." Albert responded... then turned to Bambi. "And you Bambi?" I hate you! I hate everything about you! I... I don't want this life." Bambi stated with venom."Hmmm. I can see that you are having more of. I loved the feeling of being in the surf, riding the power of the ocean, taming the faces of big waves. Since school was so easy for me, I never felt compelled to pay attention in class. While in school I could wander off and surf for thirty or forty minutes while my classmates remained glued to their seats, forced into old fashioned daydreams to escape the droning lectures. While they endured the tedium, I spent most school days surfing at various beaches in my side of the world. The remaining. "Pull my wives. Make me proud."The graph now went to over a hundred and thirty and I relented and sucked hard on Nova's distended clit. From all around I felt their release. Hands held the bed, and in an orgy of feelings, pulled even harder, making their orgasm even stronger. I held tight to Nova, and continued to suck. She thrashed with the sensations flowing through her body. Her hips tried to repeatedly thrust into me. Her hands came to my head, to make sure I remained at this most sensitive. “Marshal, I knew you’d want to see this.” The man said as they walked up to where he stood in the lamplight near the loading platform.Marshal Dal Hopkins Boones Crossing Kansas stopTwo men one woman name Turk stopThree days Hotel Vinita left abruptly by train stopStill owe hotel due bill stop“Who are the other men and the woman, Eli?”“I have no idea, Marshal. I only knew Turkey and his boys when I saw them together after the scrap we had with them in Tulsa that day. I did hear Dad talking about.