Lewis was pleased with his buckskin too. He named the horse, Casey, after the Guardsman that he'd pulled out of the destroyed Hummer. Casey was like a...big dog, so anxious to please that it was almost comical. The horse was trained to neck rein and ground tie. The slightest touch of rein on his neck and Casey turned quickly. He was a bit big for cutting but he could run all day and still have something left at the end of the day. All and all, Lewis was very happy with Casey.William felt the same. Not poisoned or tortured, simply fucked to death – assisted by choking perhaps – but close up, human, masculine, primitive and brutal. Would that be on my menu-card to tonight? Perhaps I would choke the cunt myself while the two hot young muscle-guys fucked its ass and cunt. There was always a wonderful moment when the young cunt realised the truth, that the guys fucking it hated it – fuck yeah! The cunt saw that it was fucking hated by these hot young guys – I loved that.So, you see what this. He says he goes to shower before taking a nap, I watch TV a little longer. Around dinner time, I go into the bedroom to hear if I should start dinner. Just before I come in, it rings on the doorbell. I go and open.It was the new neighbor. A woman of maybe 40 years, but looked good.-hey, you have to be the cohabitant. I just moved in here and met the other boy, is he at home? she says-nice to meet you. He sleeps, is it important? I say-No, just give him this one, she says, pulling out his boxer. "Please, it's just different. You satisfy all my other urges, this is just different." I responded."God, look at you. Those are all my clothes! I can't believe you fit in my clothes. I got to get a drink. Don't move, don't go anywhere!" she said as she went to the den to get a drink.She was gone a while, I don't know how long, but it seemed to be hours."So, you said the thought of getting caught made getting off stronger?" she asked returning to the bedroom.Startled, I quietly responded, "Yes,.