Possibly even more useful was the way the dogs could detect an ambush. Four times, the dogs detected bandits before they could spring elaborate traps,...so that the bandits were easily killed or driven off before they could realize their intentions.The farther south they got, the more likely it was that Comanches would attack. The Indian wars were petering out, but there were random attacks by bored young braves who were out to prove their mettle. One of these attacks came while they were fording. But I was scared that it could all go away just as quickly.”Kevin stared at her, “What have I done to make you think that?”“Nothing,” Liz mumbled, trying desperately to hold back a fresh flooding of tears, “It’s just that Candice had a good marriage of 20 years and after the kids all left her husband abandoned her and left her with nothing. I was just scared that the same could happen to me.”“So you got paid for that shit I saw on the video,” he spat.“Yes,” Liz sobbed again, the fresh tears. I was impressed with myself as I slowed my thrusts into her and let the last of my cum enter, eventually slowing to a stop. We stayed in that position for about a minute, each of us getting our breath back before Sara moved, stood up, turned to face me and kissed me; not madly sexual or hungrily, but tenderly. We embraced and kissed, holding each other tight as the end of a shared experience of what was kinky and savage to begin with ended with slow passion. Katy stood up and joined us and we. I was just another of his ‘in between’ girls. I was just part of a cycle, and that’s really all love is. A cycle, that might be endless, if you’re… lucky? I guess that’s debatable. Or it might end in disaster. So what’s the point? I know he showed me so many things. He was the first person I ever loved. He got me to try calamari, and only laughed when I hated it. He got me to ride my first rollercoaster. He took me to my first Marvel movie. He gave me my first orgasm. He held me through it.