We took the train to Eagle Pass. I dressed in my man's disguise so that the bankers would take me more seriously. It also let me ride a horse with les... trouble, and I could go into places like saloons without attracting unwelcome attention. I wore my Schofield .44 tied to my thigh as a distraction away from the Savage 9 mm worn under my vest. Alan was wearing the same weapon ensemble, so we were ready for any sort of action up close. We had our Winchesters with us, too.It took six days to get. Eventually we recovered and redressed and made our way into the living room. Deciding that while we had already done it twice we might aswell make it a night thing. With this still lingering in my mind we phoned for a pizza and sat chilling and eating in front of the tv.I had just finished my pizza and was lying against his leg sitting on the floor with him on the soaf behind me, when he began massaging neck and shoulders.It felt so nice and sweet and his hands soon began to wander down to my. A slender beam of moonlight filtered in through the window behind him. He could see that he was in an unused storeroom, its boxes and boards shrouded in layers of dust. He eased the door open, peering out into a narrow hall whose only light came from a flickering oil lamp. At one end, a narrow stair led down into darkness, while at the other end of the hall a broader staircase curved upward out of sight. Chinzel ducked back as he heard the scuff of feet, the murmur of voices. He pulled the door. My phone pinged an incoming message - "Getting off now" I replied "What, you're having an orgasm on the plane already?" "LOL" she answered back.Then she appeared at the gate. I recognized her immediately from the pictures we had exchanged. I waved, and she spotted me - I'm hard to miss at 6'4" - and her face broke out in a smile. "Mary?" I questioned. "Yes - Bob?" she replied. She hurried over to where I was waiting and I gave her a hug. "Welcome to the mile-high city!" I said to her.