When Monday came, I did not have much time to think about those women because I had to go back to work. This time, I planned to travel all of the way ...o Bowman and back. If I did not find any business opportunities with this trip, I was going to change my route for a while. Eventually, the road to Bowman would attract road agents again, so I would be able to work in that direction in the future.Well, my guess about the opportunities on the road to Bowman had proved correct, and I was home late. I let it slowly drop out of my hot mouth onto his exposed MEATY COCK HEAD which causes him to stir and grow just a bit and make your beautiful balls TWITCH ever so slightly. I let another long string of hot sticky drool drop and then go down and lick it off of the TIP and POLK my EVIL lil tongue in the HOLE tasting for that PRE CUM. ZEUS becomes HARD immediately and I lick and suck on him waking you up. Those muscular thighs spread wider so I can get to those HAIRY BALLS and ASS that I love. If I only have the strength of the vagabond who protects others reflected in my eyes, it's enough. I don't need the strength of the murderous Hitokiri anymore.Saitou: The strength of a vagabond... then you're a failure even as a vagabond. While you were fighting a desperate battle with Akamatsu, I was here all along. And as I presented myself as a police officer, no one thought anything of it. (drawing his sword) In other words, if I wanted to, I could have killed them at any time. And it's not. "She smiled at her friend. "Look at me, Steve. I may look differentnow, but deep down, I'm still just me. I'm still your best friend,Marsha Lynn Jensen."Steve looked at her with an odd expression. "Marsha?" he asked."Yes, Steve." she replied. "Is there something else wrong?" I don't know. I guess not." said Steve. "You know Marsha, I can'tget over how much prettier you are now that you're Marsha."Marsha frowned. "I suppose that was intended to be a compliment. Andit might have worked,.