"Marshal! May I call you Wes?Well, Wes, I have a problem.Those hard-cases you saw on the porch are sent here by Pinkersons up Missouri way to convince...me to grant the railroad barons access to my land in Cochise valley. I know those fellas. Once they get a taste, they will want the whole thing. I'm kind-a on my last legs here and I need someone I can trust to take my little Agatha under their wing."Wes was delighted, but he frowned in order to convince the elder man that he was pondering the. He was a nice man but it was not to be for long as he got killed in a motorcycle accident only after 2 months of marriage. Clara was deeply depressed after that. For good 2 years she did not date anybody and then being out looking for a man, she got married once again, to a man named Stephen. Steve was again a good man but he was a very greedy person for money and spent most of his earnings uselessly. He did not care for his wife, his family if he got a little chance to make some money somehow.. Oh my God. I equally slowly turned my head back to the laptop and gave the cam a meaningful look and slight nod.James: Good. Match my pace, honey. Just a little faster - the towel should start to slide down, don't stop it when it does.James' strokes increased in speed, and my petting followed suit. He was right, the towel soon started to slip down from my chest, exposing first one rock hard nipple to the harsh glow of the nearby streetlight, then the other.James: Pretend you're still playing. He pushed the Akubra to the back of his head as he surveyed the problem."Yeah, Mac. We can do it OK. I'll put Ian up there on a six*, havetadog-leg his way up, cut a bit of a track, then Col on the nine* beforewe put the scrapers in. Piece a piss. Might take a coupla days, though." OK, Tom?" Pretty much what I figured." He was as skinny as a whippet and tough as an old leather boot. He hadbeen in Darwin when the Japs bombed the place, so, now, thirty yearslater, there was no-one I knew who.