“Shut that dog up!” A girl came around the wagon and jumped over the traces like they weren’t even there. She was dressed in buckskin, like an I...dian. Her hair was red, though not so red as the woman’s, and it was done up in pigtails, while the woman’s was pulled back under the bonnet. She tried to catch the dog, but it ran from her, thinking they were playing a game. The girl suddenly wilted to the ground, as if she were, without reason, unconscious. The dog immediately ran to her, sniffing at. ‘Take me to the trees,’ she told them. ‘Out of this sun. I burn real easy.’They carried her floating form through the still waters till her feet found the bottom, then all three waded slowly towards the shore. She felt an frisson of joy as their dripping, naked bodies emerged jointly into the golden April sunlight. As they reached waist-deep she looked down to see the heads of the boys’ cocks bobbing stiff and ready above the surface. With a shudder in her belly akin to a foregone Christmas. They followed the rest of the plan and made it safely to the trees on the north side of the train. The raiders probably figured that they were running away, since they did not pay them any more attention once the two Rangers had reached the trees. They stopped to rest and catch their breath; running in cowboy boots is hard work!They decided to stay together, since they didn't want to chance shooting each other. They headed toward the sound of the nearest gunfire and found two men hunkered down. Frank would give every last penny Kimberly earned to spread the word of the Lord. Now she would use it to her advantage. All she needed to do was to look to see which city the meeting would be in that week and head off in the opposite direction. Her final question was who. If she was going to succeed in her plan she would need a confidante who could help her get up to speed quickly in the art of picking up men in bars. She had not dated anyone but Frank since high school, which meant that her.