I promised to help him do that once he had the pistol. I was already digging deeply into my money reserve, so I did not offer to buy him a gun. The Wo...en’s Council of Elders had been very impressed by what the guns could do when we were attacked by the Comanches, though they were very reluctant to admit that, so I thought that Big Wolf might be able to get the money from them to buy a gun.Just before we got to the river to cross into Mexico, we heard some gunfire. The shots were too close. I could feel Derek’s finger move up the inside of my thigh I opened my legs.Derek’s hand was creeping up and was soon touching my triangle through my panties, he ran his finger up and down over my slit as my legs were as wide as possible as Terry and I were snogging. Then I felt Derek’s fingers move away and then his tongue was probing the front of my knickers, it was heaven, as he ran himself over me.I pulled away and touched the front of terry’s pants, he moved closer to me as I unbuttoned. This whole scene had a wrong-place-at-the-wrong-time feel. Sooner or later, the truth would work its way to the surface. It always did. The thickness of the shit piled on top of it determined how long it would take. Once the evidence was properly tagged and bagged, Bill headed home, satisfied the homeland was secure for another day. These two kids were definitely not terrorists trying to sneak across the boarder with a nuke-in-a-box or a plague-in-a-bag. The dashboard clock said it was. .my submarine just tied up this morning for a two week leaveand I was wonderin' if you could recommend anything. Ma'am, I noticedthat you haven't ordered yet and thought I might buy your meal inexchange for your culinary advice. I'm Alex, by the way...AlexSteinert."God, did I really sound that nervous?"Well, I'm really not what you would call a regular, but I'd go withthe burger- pickles, onions, lettuce, and ketchup. You can't go wrongwith that, Cmdr. Steinert. Oh, I'm Emily- Emily Scott.".