Once the furs were sold, Capt. Johnson's normal practice was to make a freight run to New Orleans down the Mississippi. He offered us the same working...relationship that we had on the Missouri. I talked it over with my wives, and we decided to go with him. It was still a long time until the wagon trains started organizing, so we had plenty of time.I picked up some more raw materials to build some more rifles, and I also stocked up on those caps that were becoming so popular. I thought to. He followed me to my next engagement and beyond though.Atsushi himself called me one morning before my shift and told me it would be my last at Itsubi. The girls put on a show of being sad to see me go, they weren't of course, but that's Japan. Namu seemed disgruntled and said he couldn't go to my goodbye party. As I walked into the changing room one last time I saw him at the desk in the back office doing some accounting. Without a word I walked in, sat down next to him and put my by now well. I called George and asked him to meet us in the garage. George showed up post haste, and he and Jake hit it off immediately. George was impressed to meet a bona fide professional hunter, and Jake was snowed by the hero worship. I had to strain not to laugh at my cleverness.I told them that I wanted them to use the air rifles with hollowpoint bullets. Neither one knew what they were, so I had to stop and explain that. I sent George to pick up a rifle and two of the L-gun pistols, with holsters.. She began moving up and down on my finger as Angie squealed out in her climax and pulled away to let the sensations subside, quickly I moved behind my sister and unzipped my trousers, her bottom was tight but receptive and I slid easily into it, she gasped and lunged back against me, her mouth finding mine as I reached under her tee shirt for her breasts."Oh fucking hell" gasped Angie, "You're fucking her Dave, you're fucking your sister"I was indeed but I wasn't going to last very long,.