Would Angela and her companions have the strength to overcome the bounty hunter? Would any die?Would I be forced to intervene? What if I lost control ...nd killed Angela? Then all would be ruined. I could not, would not, betray my husband's vision.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Knight-Errant AngelaIt was a length of silver, adamantium blade, both ends shattered. I picked it up, the remnants of its power vibrating the metal. I closed my eyes, my heart beating faster. Three pieces claimed. I already. Then we can lay on them and sun tan a while." She reached for the top button of her blouse and undid it. "Last one in is a stinky skunk," she said, continuing with her buttons.My hands were trembling so hard that I had difficulty with my buttons. Finally, though, I got my shirt off and sat down and took off my shoes. Standing up, I started to undo my trousers. When I did, my hands went into slow motion, just fumbling with the buttons of my fly. Rose was standing there in front of me in just her. Merlin and Missy were there, along with Ben and Beth. They were already getting into the good liquor early. I guess it was a good thing my sister left, Ben and Beth may need the big room.Martin, Glenda, and Nelda came home from their shopping adventure. Glenda and Nelda both had some new things. I got Nelda a glass of iced tea, and began getting the steaks ready. I had bought forty good New York strips. They were all fairly thick and about twelve to fourteen ounces each. Some people would only. I love their beauty and I love the control I have with girls during sex. There is nothing like a girl on her knees in front of you when she takes your dick into her mouth; the very feeling of a wet mouth sucking your cock willingly – sometimes with a little forceful urging – to make you really feel like a man (or so I thought). But on that morning, everything I thought I knew about what I wanted sexually would change.I woke at about 5:00 in the morning and after checking E-mail – there was one.