He’s not a midget. I’m not sure if I can say that word any more. I always want to be politically correct, so I apologize if I offended anyone. But... the guy IS short. My daughter gets her wish, too. He’s not old. In fact, he’s quite young. Christopher is a lot younger than me. I hope she approves of our relationship. We spent the 11 days after Christmas in each others company. We really got to know one another. We would sit together on the couch. Snuggled up in a blanket, we would fall asleep,. Watching as you squirm more and more underneath me. You are finally learning that fighting is only making it worse for you, and so I reward you with another half an inch of my cock. But you screw up again. As soon as I reward you, you push forward, trying to take more. Again, I pull back, and all the way out. Your moans turn once again to whimpers, so I lean down and kiss to you assure you it will get much better. As long as you are good that is. Again I push back into you, a little further. Clint even wondered if it would fire. He still flipped the loading cover open and extracted all the shells. Even they looked old, and neither man doubted that they would misfire 3 times out of 5. At least the fellow had sense enough to keep that one cylinder empty for safe carrying.Clint tossed the revolver onto a sack nearby and holstered his own weapon. “Look and learn.” Clint said guessing what the guy was thinking.He showed his skill as he drew the shiny silver-plated Colt and returned it. Thankfully we did not have to get far to get them to the railhead at Jacksonville. While we were gathering the heard a saw something very special happening n front of my eyes. Leah had always been good friends with Jim Young (age 21) (one of the three full time hands that dad had hired to help work the ranch and our foremen’s oldest son) but now when would make camp they would spend all of their time together. When were on horseback they would work together and do so quiet well I might add. Our.