"Fuck me, Husband. Fuck me!"Angel had slept an hour or so on the plane, but even that had been fitful. Now, there was dead quiet in the suite's bedroo..., and she wasn't used to total quiet as she slept. The neighborhood she and Justin had lived in had noises twenty-four hours a day. Working nights and trying to sleep days was a challenge. On her off nights – if she had any that particular week – there were always car doors slamming, vehicles going past with poorly-muffled engines, loud voices –. Then, with nothing else we could do, we went on our way. A short while later we came upon a small herd of buffalo consisting of an alpha Bull, two younger bulls, and six cows with young calves. Grandpa pointed and said, ‘You’re pretty handy with them pistols, now let’s see how you are with that rifle – shoot the two young bulls.’ I dismounted, got into a comfortable shooting position, got a good sight picture, squeezed the trigger, and dropped the first bull. Before he finished falling, I swung. Becky told me, “Eddie, we could use someone with the Kennedy’s pull, to help us raise money and possibly recruit even more young girls to our Youth Group.”“I agree. If they want to fuck around, we have about an hour to kill.“Joey, we may just get you some hot pussy from a very pretty woman, possibly two.“Melinda, your pussy and ass is mine, so if they want to get naked and fuck, my cock goes in your pussy.“Becky, until we marry, you need to use a condom if you want some of Mr. Kennedy’s. ” “What’s a set screw?” Becca asked. “It hold the knob in place so they you can turn the water on and off,” I replied. “Do you have one?” Becca asked. “I think I do, but if not, I know that Home Depot does,” I replied. I rummaged through my screw box and found several screws hat I was sure would do the job. I rushed back next door, screw driver and set screws in hand. None of them worked. I looked at Donna and apologized. I headed out to the outside meter and shut off the water to the house,.