The next man was sheltering behind a shed. Now all of the guns in the house were aimed at the last two Chiricahuas, and they must know that their time...was up unless they could escape. Unfortunately for them, their horses were out of reach, and they stood little chance of escaping from me without horses.I looked carefully to determine my best route to the next Indian, and that was when I almost lost it all. That was my wife's scalp hanging from his waist! OK, this guy was in for some special. I put on a cotton dress and ran downstairs. My husband wasn't in the house as I felt all sticky from his seed leaking out of me and down my thighs. I hurried outside to see Miles on a ladder pounding the roof of the outhouse. So it wasn't a pesky woodpecker after all, it was my spouse repairing the place we relieved ourselves."Good morning," I called to him as I approached,"Good morning," he smiled back."How do you like your eggs?" Over easy with lots of bacon." Coming right up in about fifteen. His bare skin was feeling the soft sheet of the youngwoman's bed he was about to transform into."This would feel a little uncomfortable," the woman in only her bra andthong warned.Dave just gave her a nod. His nerves had only started to kick in.With the touch of a woman, Villand 'Shifter' Hanz's hand felt soft andgentle. But that was only just the beginning as bones soon started to popand his muscles began to feel pressed-in. The pain was almost unbearableas he was having second thoughts on. "Could you possibly come over and sit with Lori's boys tonight?" There was no hesitation in Wendy's manner about asking me to do this. In fact, she sounded like she fully expected me to comply with her request, no questions asked.I was just about to tell her no, when she cupped her hand over the mouthpiece and quietly said, "Please, Sean, could you do this? Joanie and I want to take Lori out to take her mind off this weekend. Kind of a girls' night out. It's the anniversary of her husband's.