During this time I heard Amanda making a call on her cell phone the subject being the Saturday evening arrangement the jist of which was that the gues...s should be there no later than 8pm otherwise she would start without them....THEM I thought what does she have planned now, I did ask but was told that it was nothing to do with me as I had had my treat for the weekend, Susan to her credit came back to me and we sat naked on the sofa close together getting slowly drunk.Her hands started to. To be honest, this guy is quite a catch himself. Probably late thirties, early forties- the Patrick Dempsey type; well built, nice bit of stubble, tall, dark, handsome... I had actually fantasised about him stopping outside my house, knocking on my door, and fucking my brains out in the hallway. So imagine my surprise, horror and almost delight when he turned up at the school I where I work as a secretary. He just walked in the door, looking all sexy and delicious in his grey suit and purple. " I have the feeling," Violet said, humor coming through in her voice, "that we're both going to have lots of those. Cynthia ... I like it." Thanks ... I like you." She just blurted it out, her face becoming twice as red as she heard the words. Her immediate thought was to apologize, but she froze. There was a moment's silence."Do ... do you believe in fate, my Redheaded Witch?" I..." Cynthia swallowed. "I know lots of things, now. Enough that I can't say there is no fate, but also enough that. But now she was glad to have people around who would kill if need be. She and Jacob had built this farm up and there no way a gambler was going to take it from her.Jacob picked a spot where he could be seen. There really was no choice. He couldn't let the raiding party get to the house. So he stood in the open and waited. He knew it would be his last choice if it came to gunfire but he could think of no other way to protect Marnie and Ann.He didn't bother to holster his pistol and he had been.