That should be far enough to keep them from being shot accidentally, but close enough to me to let me do something to protect them.I could do nothing ...f I was attacked from both sides of the trench at the same time, but I didn’t think that the rustlers could manage that in a short time. I figured that they would be impatient and not want a long fight. At least, I hoped so.It took nearly 40 minutes for the rustler to return with his friends, and there were nine of them in total. They must have. Faith was awakened to the rhythmic squeaking of Dave's bed in the room next to hers. She quickly figured out that Dave and Debby were fucking again. Faith wished it were her but knew that it would be tomorrow morning. Her hand found its way to her crotch. She diddled herself to the music of bed squeaks and Debby's moans. By the time they finished she was exhausted. When she heard them head for the shower, she peeled off her nightie and joined them.Nancy was already up, showered, dressed,. ”Death in 1873 was common. Death in childbirth was not uncommon. Life was hard, even in the better strata of society. People mourned and moved on. I moved. With my baby. They didn’t know. Wouldn’t know for weeks that his father was not returning. Poor Katie took care of little Kyle as she tried to tend the store and get ready for her own impending delivery. I tried to comfort her—to tell her I was here. My poor Katie. I am here. I love you. I heard her sigh my name in her sleep. I willed her. When my husband saw how upset I was, he agreed I could go to the show without him. I was happy and was planning on dressing up to impress Marcus and his band mates. Saturday finally came, and I was getting dressed in our room. While I was getting dressed, I made a joke with some hidden innuendos. “I hope Marcus likes this dress.” Smiling my husband said, “Oh I'm sure he will.” With a grin, “Maybe he'll let me suck his cock.” He laughed and said, “If he will let you suck his cock, make sure.