Four years before, my long-term relationship had ended, and I had vowed never to get involved permanently with anyone again. If I met anyone interesti...g in the future, I reasoned, we would live in our own homes and only get together when it suited us.Once my future fate at work had been sealed, I took a four-week holiday to a coastal area I had always loved, to find my future home. Strangely, I ended up buying a home fifteen miles inland from the coast in a remote and picturesque little. John pulled his own pistol and returned fire and his shot was true. Bob Talbert was killed instantly. Talbert was a cousin of Jack Malone, the big he bull rancher in the area and Malone wanted John executed. John had been scheduled to hang when his brother, Tyler Rawlings, had rescued him.A professional hangman named Josiah Reading had been hired to execute John but Tyler took Reading's place and freed his younger brother while he was standing on the gallows. Then Tyler held the Sheriff, his. And when Susan heard his car start, she understood: he was going to do the shopping, and would attend to her when he returned?at which time she had better be exactly where and how he had left her.The waiting was torture?exquisite torture. The longer she remained in position the heavier her arms became, and to distract herself from the increasing pain she began to visualize her impending punishment, staring down at the snakeskin-patterned leather in her hands?hearing the sound it would make as. If I had a boyfriend we would probably already be bouncing around on my bed. I had had a few, but the first two were terrible in bed, and pretty damn small too. And I dumped them after about a month of putting up with their excuses. The third one, Rick, was absolutely great in bed, at least seven or eight inches long, and he knew how to use it. He looked great with me too. Until I found out that the bastard was sleeping around at a party we went to.That was three weeks ago, and I had dropped.