His leg was starting to cramp, he had been standing in the same position for too long, and he needed a piss. He shook his head violently, slapping his...cheek with a gloved hand, trying to keep himself awake. He needed to be alert, but the trials and tribulations of the last couple of days had drained him, he felt as if he was about to collapse. He wouldn’t of course, he had trained for this, and he remembered an engagement on Kruger III that had seen him go for seventy-two hours without rest.. He quickly held his hands up. ‘Whoa! I’m a friend, don’t shoot.’ The muzzle of the shot gun wavered and dropped a little. He could see it was a female holding it. He looked quickly around to be sure there wasn’t another Indian. He watched her as he put the pistol back in his belt. He pulled his powder horn from behind him and put the tube in the muzzle of his rifle. He flipped the lever on the powder horn and dropped a charge into the barrel. The powder horn was put back in it’s place and he. Pulling her hand away from her aroused pussy, she laughed to herself, yeah, explain that to the policeman.It was around 5pm when she arrived home. Just a little less than two hours before her handsome student should arrive at her apartment. Her mind was racing as the time couldn’t pass fast enough. She made herself a quick dinner, ate and cleaned up before she moved to her bedroom to get ready.Again standing in front of her full length mirror, she peeled off the layers of plain looking school. I’d never thought like this until the other week. I really don’t understand where this has come from.”Jill looked thoughtful for a moment, and I waited for her to share her thoughts. “Maybe it’s the gradual drip, drip, of all the things Liam and Callan told you over the last few years.”Maybe Jill had hit the nail on the head. Liam and Callan, and another couple of guys who I knew less well had never stopped extolling the virtues of the swinging lifestyle. Well, at least, not until Callan’s.