Thus only the captured horses are on a line behind the wagons. So Boone smiles as he says, “See the horses on the long line?” The Sergeant nods, �...�Well, they’re for sale. If you want them all I’ll do you a good deal. I’ve also got tack if you want it too. But you don’t have to buy the tack if you don’t want it.”The Sergeant grins and says, “Let me have a look at them.”Boone waves his hand while saying, “Go for it. But don’t take too long. We’ve got to find a place to establish camp.”Ten minutes. I reached my hand to grasp the arrow sticking out of my chest. I came in contact with a feather. I grasped at it and yelled” LU..S..a..n. “That was the last I remembered. *****Lusan was teaching her chicks how to hunt. Her male chic Brax was quick to kill while her female chic Bren was the true killer she waited … then pounced … hardly wasting a drop of blood. Brax was messy.Lusan often thought of how she came to have such Disimilar chics.It was obvious Brax was Bron's chic, A mighty Head. Then, upon seeing the hurt look in Kathy’s eyes, he softened his voice and said “Look, I uh, I really appreciate that you came all the way over here to visit me and all, but I guess I’m not the best company right now you know. I’m really sorry, but I’m kind of embarrassed about the whole thing. You should probably just go before I say something else I’m gonna regret.”Jack and Kathy had known each other for about three years, and Jack was well aware of how sensitive she was. It all had to do. ” “Poor you,” she said. “It was a great idea. I’ve never done that before. I’ve read about women who have and they get off on all that stranger fuck stuff. No selection, some with small dicks, some that are smelly or nasty. They get off on being cheap whores.” She looked at him for a moment, carefully considering what she was going to say next. “Was the competition at the end all part of the master plan?” “No, I made it up as I went along. Watching you blowing total strangers while I made them.