Had done a number on her head, even if they hadn’t intended to.He sighed, pulling on his socks. It wasn’t going to be easy working with her. Not a...ter what he saw last night. Not after what his fantasies had led him to last night.Not that he hadn’t had a fantasy or two about her before this. A man would have to be made of fossilized wood to be immune to her raw appeal. Before this, though, his fantasies had been tame. When Stephanie lovingly practiced sucking dick on him he closed his eyes and. I always find its best to skip straight from breakfast to supper around 7:00 pm when this happens."With that, David rose and took Sandra's left hand. They left the lounge walking hand-in-hand toward Sandra's cabin. Although this was the last night on the ship David had a feeling he had finally broken down Sandra's reserve. In spite of her insistence she would only have sex with him if he were going to Proctor, David thought she might change her mind.At Sandra's door they stopped. David stared. He will leave this afternoon. He has one slot left to fill. If you agree to marry his client, he can bring you out of Independence, before the Bunion clan will know." Marry?" Rose asked in panic. "Marry? Whom?" I don't know," the Justice answered. "Caplan goes west, to Fort Laramie. That's where you'll find out. His clients are farmers, traders, and prospectors. Anyway, you'll be safe from the Bunions." Fort Laramie? Isn't that in Oregon?" No, not even half way to Oregon. Rose, you have to. Violet clung to me, and I put my free hand about her waist and held her hip. More troops came into sight, and we stayed put for a good while with me counting and the girl trembling in my grasp, her young body warm against mine, her whispered questions tickling my ear.When the last of the supply wagons rumbled off up the narrow road, Violet and I retreated to a stream, drank some water and considered our situation. We could not use the road, obviously, and with sunset only minutes away we were.