It’s not a bad thing that people around you know at least a little of what you’ve been through, so they can understand you better.”He held my ha...d while I was saying this, helping me into the shower, then stepped in behind me. He took the shower head and sprayed me down, then replaced it and picked up a bottle of body wash. I heard the air bubble come out, at least I hope that was what it was. Then he was lathering my back, rubbing it in firmly, followed by my arms and then legs.“This is why. You’re usually so calm and quiet,” she said smiling as that was as far from the truth about him as you could get.“Yeah, right, woman. Folks are going nuts all of a sudden. All the stones the palace put out just stopped working and fell to dust,” he exclaimed. “They all just quit and fell apart.”Ledger froze in place with a frown, He closed his eyes in thought, when he opened them he said, “That explains the power source for the stones.” Now he grinned in the realization of a greater, and. "Damn girl, you shaved!" I said as I glanced at her twat. "You don't like it?" she said as she posed for me. "I love it... why would I not like it?? you crazy" I almost shouted as I said this. "Truth or dare?" she said. "Dare!" "Fuck me."I took my jeans off. I let her take the boxers off of me. My dick plopped up and Tasha grabbed it in her hand. This was far better than our first time. She said, "I've got a surprise for you." When she said this, I felt the best thing I've ever. The rest of the trip to Independence was unremarkable. We met no more Bushwhackers and the journey was completed with the whole train coming through unscathed. This was indeed a rarity, and John's reputation was made as a wagonmaster. He had vaulted to the top of his profession and would be in demand as long as he wanted to guide wagon trains. His specialty was the Oregon Trail and it was just coincidence that he had been in Cleveland when I needed the job. I told you I was lucky!John tried to.