“Okay, pick a weapon,” Lisa said cheerfully.Mac looked around at the swords and daggers. “Dagger, I guess.”Lisa threw one at him. She laughed ...s he caught it right out of the air. The second one, which he didn’t see at all, got him right below his rib cage.“Awh! Fuck!” Mac exclaimed as Lisa chortled. Painfully pulling the dagger out of his belly, he asked, “What are you going to use?”“Nothing,” Lisa replied. She was sliding out of her blooded jeans. She wasn’t wearing panties.“Nothing?” Mac. I was going to be gone all week and I knew I would be missing her.I wouldn’t only be missing the sex but also the companionship. We work great together. We respect and participate in each others hobbies. I help her scrap book and she goes fishing with me. I don’t like scrap booking and I know she hates fishing but we do it to stay close. We love each other and that’s one of the reasons why.The other major factor is we have a great sex life. We are both willing to try something new and not. The hands would shift from branding to roping now and then. Zach pointed to a steer and said to Nigel, ‘You might as well rope that steer and drag him over to the fire.’ Nigel looked at him with a strange look on his face. ‘You said you wanted to learn about the ranch and that’s part of it,’ Zach reminded him. Nigel turned Mr. Woodstock toward the targeted animal and the horse took over from there. He got Nigel in position but he missed twice before he was able to get a line on the steer. Mr.. My course tutor was a lady of around 50, and short dark hair lovely rounded breasts, well made thighs, and a bottom that just said mmmmmmmm.She always dressed with a blouse, that showed her breasts, off, and a skirt just above the knee, with tan stockings or tights, with a nice heeled shoe.The last class of the week on Friday afternoon was her,s and my fellow students just said ah well the weekend starts early and never turned up, so it was just Mrs Cameron and me .Well anyways this continued.