Jayne finally found a Master to teach her how to use her power, and I found Mistress Travia to teach me my own. We didn't have to live on the streets ...nymore, but we still struggled to get by. And that would just be harder without Travia's support. Jayne would be fine, but I'd be totally on my own.To avoid being on my own, normally I'd turn to my lover Malkem. He was my main male companion and primary lover; he was also out of town. He'd finished up his training a few months before, and had. She had walked straight up to me and as the guy was squeezing out the last drop over my face she bent down and kissed me. She quickly lay down on the floor in front of me and I felt her hands come up around my arse. Her black husband was standing in front of me with a good ten inches of hard cock. I smiled at him as I lifted my leg up and moved forward over her face. I sat my pussy down onto her waiting lips and I felt my insides do cartwheels as her lips and tongue contacted my pussy. She. Rock slides or snow slides just about every day through there. Some of them block the trail so bad, a rider leading a pack horse would have to take his horses through some bad-ass rough country if he was determined to get across The Divide.”“Maybe I’ll catch up to my man before then, and turn back here to Durango. I’d be glad to hitch a ride on the train and head south out of these mountains, if there was a way I could.”“What are you, a law-man or Bounty Hunter?”“Deputy U.S. Marshal, out of. Catching up on my sleep with a catnap during the day was easy. We covered up for my sleeplessness by feeding the mics some bullshit about my body feeling weird and going through some sort of transition which was screwing up my ability to sleep.I had no need to use my computers at the moment, so I hadn't done anything about replacing them. I was hoping the FBI or the President would suddenly discover a startling new concept called honesty, and would remove everything bad in our house. That could.