What remained was a mere shadow of my former self, reflected in the constant pain that was now my life. My soul mate, gone. My children cuddling anoth...r man before bed. He would hold their innocent adoration. My replacement! My nemesis! He would see them grow, see their smiles, hear their laughter. Their little faces played across my closed eye-lids, and faded as hope died. A deep, deep pit opened where my happiness once reigned supreme. If I could open a door at that precise moment fate would. It's just that I desire laughter and intelligent conversation that doesn't involve the front page of People Magazine and uses a multi-syllabic vocabulary." You're awfully picky, you know..." Jo said."Oh, it's worse than that. I know that I live in a city and I live in an apartment, but I don't consider myself an urban male and as a result, I will not accept an urban female. I mean, if she's going to make sailing part of her life, then those long painted nails aren't going to cut it. And if she. She went right to work making a fire. When the fire was burning, she started mending her clothes. I unrolled my bedroll beside the fire and got some pemmican from my saddle bags. We made some coffee and sat down by the fire. I finally got a good look at her. She appeared to be about twenty or so. She was a full blooded Cheyenne, pretty, slim and short with nice full breasts and a really curvy ass. When she saw me checking her out she smiled at me again. I guess she had made up her mind that I. I caught hold of her waist with my left hand.She suddenly turned with a jerk, without giving time her to react I pulled her towards me and placed a hard lip lock.She submitted herself to me without any restrain. She started enjoying and I moved my hand towards her waist and pressed it hard.After 5 minutes of lip lock and caressing, we both entered her home. We both were looking wild.Locked the door, dropped our bags and started kissing each other madly.After a while I dropped her saree, her.