”As he sat down, he was closely looking me over. “Wilma, pilsner, bitte.” he called out.The rather stout waitress came out and put a liter mug d...wn. She stood there, rubbing her fingers together. “I’ve got it Ma’am. Just add it to my bill.”“Ja ja, still mit da geld, him or you.” I sighed and pulled a 50 credit coin out. “Enough?” She looked at it closely. I almost expected her to bite it. “Jou wan’ change?” Knowing that the 50 was twice what the bill would have been, I declined. “No Wilma,. “I know you. I’m just trying to reconcile how you came from the same time period as the sheer evil that we found and saw.”“That bad, eh?”Piper nodded. “Literally hundreds of brains in storage solution. Rooms set up for quick and easy removal of the brain from the body, with automated carts to haul the bodies to a giant furnace for incineration. It’s ... monstrous. The only redeeming thing we ran into was a series of prison cells full of feral ghouls. That gave Gwen some time to practice her. Simon would you like to be my pretend 12-year-old grandson this Saturday?‘Yes, without a doubt’ Simon eagerly replied.So, it was agreed that he would bring his ‘costume’ and she would wear an obscene mini skirt that barely covered her stocking tops. And, he added, a see-through blouse with no bra’On Saturday, they were sat down in the kitchen – and smiling at each other and they were extremely horny. She because he had made a real effort – short trousers, long socks etc. He because, her lovely. The Indians came close to overrunning the post at the very outset but the hunters were able to fight them off with their Henry repeating rifles for close-in work and when they got them back out to a distance, they used their buffalo guns, the .50 Caliber Sharps Rifles to pick them off one by one. The Indians were outgunned and dispirited at the turn of events and were upset because the medicine man had told them they would be protected from the settler's firearms by the Great Spirit.The large.