"Not that I'm complaining about the business but why buy so much ammunition"? Dillon told him about his Grandpa Flynn's advice. "You're Grandpa was a ...mart man," Sam responded.Dillon's final chore was to stop by the saloon and pay his monthly tab. He didn't drink much but sometimes he would have lunch there. He also would go into the saloon for a beer when there was a cattle drive passing through. Dillon or Tom's presence in the place would let the cow hands know that the law was nearby in case. You understand my words, don’t you?”Gudrun nodded guardedly, arms clamped across her chest.“Say something then, and the brooch will translate your words into English.”Gudrun’s eyes flitted from the brooch and back to Rebecca. She spoke rapidly in Birdsong: “High Ones do not venture outside the trimmed grass.”Rebecca laughed again. “High Ones go wherever we please.” She smiled to soften the rebuke. “We administer the village, correct?”Gudrun nodded reluctantly.“We administer the entire world,. She replied “we'll get some more”. I asked “of these?”. She said “no Penthouse or something”. The next Saturday was weird. I went to work and on the way back, I bought a Penthouse thinking we should just burn the old stuff and be rid of it. That morning, a surprise snow had come in. It had snowed all day and by the time I got home, several inches were on the ground. There were limbs down everywhere and when I walked in Becca said “powers out”. We didn't want to open the fridge so I filled a. God, whatever it was she was terribly worried by it. I reached out and held her and Shari melted up against me. She just lay in my arms for a long moment."I loved last weekend," she said, her head still against my chest. "I loved watching you with Yoko. I wanted so bad for you to bare fuck her, so I could taste your come on her golden little pussy." I have to tell you, I love the fact that Shari can be so blunt about her likes. What girlfriend would just tell you something like that?"We can.