"Quick, Rachel, we have to escape. That shot would wake the dead! Follow me, but keep your gun handy."I took my double-barreled pistol in my right han... and capped both barrels. I had moved the hammers to full-cock, so I was ready with some major hurt for anybody who got in our way. I picked up the intruder's club with my left hand and was ready to head for my horse in the stable. I would have to abandon my other weapons, but they could be replaced at the first gunshop we came to.I looked out. It’s tight and the thong wants to come down with it, but she pulls the thong back up. She tries to get the skirt off over the shoes but it catches, she loses her balance. She reaches one hand to the wall for balance, but is wobbly with one foot on the ground and the other caught, and she kind of slides to the floor in slow motion. She finds this funny. She sits on the floor and gets the skirt off from over the shoes. She puts it on the hangar and hangs it on the doorknob. She tries to get up. Soon there were tipi’s spread all over the hills near the trading post.There were people cooking and feeding the visitor’s, there were people bringing water up from Eagle Creek in huge wooden barrels so the visitor’s could have a drink of healing water from the blessed creek where the woman plucked the baby from its Baptismal waters.The Sioux elders and chiefs gathered in council and agreed to make their land that adjoined the trading post a sacred place of worship so people from all lands. I watched as his cock straightened and he slowed his stroking. Then he surprised me as he leaned his leg against mine, and rubbed it a little. I was not going to push on him...hate pushy perverts. But his eyes met mine, looked at his cock, and he slightly nodded. He leaned back taking his hand away and let me stroke his thick, warm stiffening dick. I leaned over and took him in my mouth and I heard him sigh a long slow breath as I slowly went down the length of his dick, letting it pop into my.