I'm ready for an upgraded model, sweetheart.That had been four hours ago. After Mike saw her negative reaction to his excited question, he'd withdrawn... regret turning to anger. She hated that. She loved him, loved making him happy. When he wasn't happy, she wasn't happy. That's how their marriage had lasted so long.Now he was mad at her. But what did he have to be mad about? Shouldn't she be the angry one? Of course, she was mad. He wanted to fuck another woman. Someone hotter, younger,. Most of the Apache and Navajo raiding parties were ten men or less, sometimes on foot and sometimes on horseback. The Comanche raiding parties, on the other hand, were anywhere from twenty to sixty warriors and always on horseback.The Estancia had lost a wrangler and two farmers fighting off these raids and Anna, with Yolanda’s support, had issued George the only order she gave him while we were gone. Her order was simple and directly reflected her Apache heritage. All raiding parties were to. "So you'd like to be my whore wife" he said and again slapped my face hard. Looking at him' "Yes I'd love to be your whore wife" I answered back and again another slap. "You'd do whatever I commanded?" he asked "Yes" I replied and another slap followed "Is that how you answer me you fuckin' whore?' he then asked. Looking at him intently' "Yes master, this fuckin' whore would love to be your fuckin' whore wife" I said loud enough for Joe to hear. Again another slap followed and then he grabbed. “What other teams the school have that are needing a saviour? The more championships I win the better are my chances of earning a scholarship for one of the Ivy Leagues”"So you're trying to go for an Ivy League? Well done you." She says as her attraction to me grows. "Well we also have a football team that desperately needs a quarterback."“The train is at the same time? I’d be happy to play both sports” I say thinking that at least one of them must be at the same time as the cheer practice,.