Five Indians, with their horses, had taken 16 of my 20 available shots. Man, was I glad that I had the four pistols! I might well not have survived wi...h anything less. My adrenalin was flowing freely, so I was ready to continue fighting if I'd had to, but, intellectually, I was damned happy that the fight was over.The first thing I did was to reload my weapons. After that, I walked out to check on the enemy. By this time, they were all dead, including that horse that I had only wounded earlier.. As it waspulled with a whispering sound over my head, he whispered to me, "Trustme Sabrina, I'll treat you like a queen."We rose from the sofa and made our way to his bedroom, while losing mypants and bra along the way. He lost his shirt and pants and socks thewhole way towards his bed. As we stood kissing in front of his bed, Ipushed against him and he fell backwards onto his bed.He was about to protest, but I slithered on top of him and smotheredhis protest in kisses. My mouth left his mouth. ’ ‘Was he a client before you found religion?’ ‘No comment.’ ‘Are you carrying his love child?’ ‘Don’t be ridiculous!’ ‘Then you deny that you are pregnant?’ ‘I don’t have to answer such a ridiculous question.’ She eventually found the safety of the courtroom, only to be greeted by the cold-eyed stares of those people there who were members of the Shining Light Christian Church, they had already convicted her. As Mayotte sat down he noticed a C4 envelope on the table in front of him with his. Carefully she brought her face to within a hand’s length of the girl’s crotch. She thought there was a faint light coming from within the peach panties; but perhaps it was only her imagination. It was the prettiest thing she had ever witnessed. Little fairies sang sweet songs to her ears as she observed the jewel before her eyes. She couldn’t comprehend why it made her feel that way-so warm, even sentimental, a prisoner for so long, but liberated in such a wonderful presence. She could feel her.