Sipping the Coke with one hand, with the othershe opened the cage and tossed the lettuce in to thedelighted guinea pig.Rambo was no ordinary cavy. A r...re Inca Blue, he hadearned the dozen or so ribbons and trophies above thefireplace before retiring from the guinea pig fanciers’shows at the ripe middle age of four. As for his name,he had earned that during his stud days. Normally male guinea pigs are peaceful animals, evenduring mating season; but Rambo had made short work ofanother male. So be it.’ With that Wendy and I went downstairs for dinner, soon joined by Alicia, whom we updated about Florence and her enslavement. I said how much this ‘will of God’ stuff had unsettled me, and they both tried to reassure me. ‘I’ll be your slave, too, if you want,’ Alicia offered eagerly. Wendy more thoughtfully pointed out that if I wanted Florence as a slave and was happy with her that way, FUCK ensured that she would want it too. So the best thing for my happiness and hers was to stop. Eli watched as the last four Federâles ran toward their horses. He decided to let them go, when they turned south.Just as he stood to watch them leave, he heard two shots ring out from below. He looked toward the four Mexican riders and there were only two left. As they raced south, leaning over the necks of their horses, Eli watched as those two fell to the dust when two more shots rang out from the .50 caliber rifles of Moses and Willis.Eli saw Moses and Willis mounting up and whistled down. Why destroy your own marriage to help Chris?" Because I have a "wildcard" for one cheating and believe me, it was my husband who gave it to me some years ago and suggested that I use it now because he wants me to help poor Chris." I'm surprised." That wildcard was his suggestion when he wanted me back after his cheating. I took it because it will put some pressure on him to be a good guy but I had forgotten it and had never had any plans or intentions to use it until he suggested that I use it.