After all, I told him I had made love to Amber. I don't know why he would have thought it was that big a deal for him to do the same with my daughter ..... even if she asked him to keep it secret."Yes," he continued. "Frank, when Dylan was over ... when I told you about the blowjob she gave me in the bedroom..." Yes, what about it, Pete?" He sighed heavily."Well, that wasn't the end of it." He looked up to see my reaction and I gave my best poker face. "I, uh ... I had sex with her." He continued. He had reduced the two loves of my life to nothing in mere minutes. I saw Cindi talking to her softly, trying to keep her calm. She didn't seem to be very upset for someone who was about to be reduced to nothing also. Then I saw her look over at me out of the corner of her eye, and I realized with a sense of shock why she was not as upset as Amy. Her look was unmistakable — she could see Elizabeth! The look in her eyes told me she knew exactly what a Tarqa was. It told me something else even. He laughed and went back to mingling with Randy and his friends. I followed him and rejoined the poker game. Except what I thought was the poker game was an entirely different thing altogether. They had all gathered around a large screen and was watching a giant cock being sucked by a tiny blond fag. What the fuck? I looked around the room at the faces of the men that I had been working with, and here they all were watching gay porn together. I chuckled to myself, "of course, that's why. Although it had a population of almost two thousand civilians and was controlled by the Confederate Army, the town’s nickname was ‘Hell on the Border’. Most of the men in Fort Smith were armed ‘Josh Kelly?’ The man inquired walking up to Josh. When Josh nodded he said, ‘I’m Clint Hobart. I heared you’re lookin to sign on with my wagon train, that right?’ ‘Yes sir, I’m going to Santé Fe too and thought it might be a little safer traveling with a group,’ Josh responded. ‘Afraid to travel alone.