But who's watching Margo, who's watching Carol? Who's watching Karen and Patricia, you and I?" Yeah... yeah, you're right..." he said thoughtfully, "i...'s kinda fuckin' obvious Margo wasn't the direct target... Carol and Harry were. Makes sense in a twisted-fuck kinda thinkin'. Best way to hurt her is to take them away from her. Whether or not we're in danger, or Karen and Patricia are, or whether he'll now get pissy and turn his sights on Margo, depends on just how squirrelly he is... is he. She shall watch whatever channel I watch and only when I am not interested in anything, she watches her choices. She came in with drinks, glass, and chips and asked me to get ice for her.After taking a gulp, she asked: “So?”I looked at her with a curious face.“So, how is college going on?”“Good,” I replied.I got that she was in a good mood to talk. “So what do you think about changing the car?” I asked her.“Hmm. Yeah, thinking about it, need something really good this time.”She had actually. She started to pull pants on to go under her skirt.Dove was obviously getting ready too, so Jake said, "I'll get your horses ready," and hurried out to the barn. By the time the girls had pants and coats and knee-high moccasins on, and Sue had buckled on her gunbelt, Jake was back having fetched the horses in record time.Back at the shelter, Black Eagle didn't know what to do. He and his family, his woman, her sister, and his son Little Wing, had been travelling to his wife's tribe as they had. Beth moaned, but just for a second before her mother placed a hard kiss on her mouth. The two women knew they both wanted this, but had no idea how to go about it, now that problem was solved. Sheila sat up and slid her top over her head, tossing it into a chair that sat in the corner of Beth's bedroom. Beth's eyes widened when she saw her mother's tits bounce free. They were huge, sagging just a bit, so round, so tan with perfect tan nipples. Beth felt her panties becoming more then a little.