Repudiation, wouldn't it?" So it's blackmail you're after?" Rose asked, outwardly cold but having a sinking feeling inside."Let's just say you owe my ...amily. It's with you our troubles began." He pushed himself into the entrance hall. "Not bad, not bad at all! But then I knew you'n your man struck a bonanza." How'd you ever find us here?" Rose could not help but ask."Easy. Once I told your good friend, Mrs. Kennedy, that you were nothin' but a whore, a dirty, cock-sucking Irish wench, she was. I was trying to keep from presenting a steady target, and it worked. Somebody fired at me from the tree line, and that was enough to make Martha and Helen duck down in the wagon, but they kept going past the trees.I saw the powder smoke from the shooter in the trees, so I knew approximately where they were. I bent low over my horse and ran him up close to the trees. I was lucky in that some bullets did come uncomfortably close, but they all missed me. I jumped from my horse the moment he came. She was stunning with a beautiful face and a great set of D-cup breasts. They appeared to be older than us, probably mid-thirties.We paid the bill after buying Peter and Hope a couple of drinks and then left the bar. As we walked out I noticed that Hope had an ass from hell and I watched it sway back and forth as we walked. I also noticed Laura sneaking a peak at Peter’s well-formed ass. I got us a cab and we rode in the car for about five minutes. The driver dropped us off and Hope led the. . on the Big screen, back when I lived in Kansas, in 1968. Hal was spooky ... a thinking computer in a mood, just like Ship. In a way I was glad Ship didn't know my real name. In the mood he was in, to have him answer "Yes, Dave?" would scare me half to death."Tell me about yourself." What do you mean, Mr Kirby?" You say you're the Ship..." Ah, I am sorry. Please excuse me. I said I was (there's that totally unpronounceable name) but you could call me Ship. Remember, I had to discover what and.