She still had the scar over the eye and the broken nose, both courtesy of Rashumba, plus a good few more scars on her once prefect features. Despite h...r battered appearance she was lovely to look at. But this was not the old Clemmy. This Clemmy was a venomous warrior who neither showed nor expected mercy. It was a hard and desperate woman who was demolishing her opponent, not only without pity, but with brutal enjoyment at the pain she was inflicting. Clemmy wasn't only fighting to win, she was. I couldn't argue that and asked her to wait while I made a phone call first."Hello, is this Mrs. White?" Yes, who's calling please?" My name is Steve Black and I'm a friend of Simone and Bobby Paulson. I'm sure you know them." Yes," she answered cautiously. "What's this about?" Are you aware that your daughter, Merilee, is having an affair with Bobby Paulson and that they have been conducting this affair for some time?" No! That's not true. She wouldn't do that. Why are you calling me about. After all he’s our friends’ son”“Yes and old enough to be wanking into your panties and fantasising about your body”“I’ll think about it” she said and that was all that was discussed on the subject for a couple of days.After a couple of days, Jane told me she couldn’t stop thinking about Peter wanking with her panties and she was happy to try whatever I wanted. So I called Peter and asked him if he’d like to see Jane naked and if he’d like to wank off while looking at her. Of course he said. They only had four things in plenty; whisky, caps, powder and shot.One of the horses was a very good gelding with a fine quality saddle, bridle and saddlebags. I figured it was stolen.I helped Nita and George like they belonged to me. I mended their stuff and took care of their stock.Naomi thought I was a fine man for doing that and rewarded me often in bed. She loved sex. I got to where I could tell when she was getting ready to come and kiss her so her screams were muffled.The next week we.