I screwed up and didn't leave early enough to get to the ambush site before the stagecoach. However, there was no holdup on this day, so it made no di...ference. I was already there, so I decided to spend the week in Sweetwater, instead of heading back to Roswell. That way, I could ride out to the ambush site and spend Wednesday night there. I can't say that I liked the prospect, but it was the better of the two choices.Sweetwater was a big town as a result of the railroad. There were three. I slide my big ass size 12 jock feet into the Alpinestars--$700 Italian moto boots, and just smile, thinking to myself how lucky I have been to have all this stuff. With the three of us now geared up, we fire up the bikes, now waking everyone that was asleep, lol, and head for the field. As expected, it was sloppy as a well used ass. Slippin and slidin was about all we could accomplish really, although we did manage to shoot some pretty tall 'geysers' from the rear wheels. The muddy water. In the right mood he can soften his voice down to a deep, sexy rumble which sends naughty shivers up and down my spine. By contrast I am really small. I’m 5’3” with a petite build, long chestnut hair and brown eyes. I would describe myself as the typical ‘girl next door’. I don’t do dressing up, I don’t wear make-up and I don’t bother with loads of scent . . . but for some reason Jackson has been absolutely clear from the beginning that we should get naked together! Since I moved in he has. "I'm so glad to have you staying with us." Ranma mother bowed politely. "I do expect you to apologize for what you did to poor Ranma-chan." Yes mother." Mamoru said as Ranma-kun came down in a dry outfit and glared. "I am sorry. I wasn't informed of Ranma's curse. Since this is the first time we've met, I thought I'd give him a proper big brother greeting."The next day at school Mamoru stood before the head of the class next to the teacher. "This is Mamoru Saotome. He's our new transfer student.