No, were handing out leaflets for Adrian's restaurant. He'sorganising a promotion." Trying to win the townsfolk over is he?" Well. It's just business....You can't blame him for trying," replied DorieLou."Oh, I'm not condemning him. It will be nice to have a nightspot in thetown. I'll be going there for lunch anyway. I'm meeting your mothersthere."With this the girls quickly cleared the table then, after washing thedishes, they boarded a bus into town. Sandra's mum smiled as she watchedSandra. As he drank and ate, he told me that he had taken off chasing after a large bull, thinking that his group would follow along. He wounded the animal before it ran and when he rode over a small hill his horse was startled by the body of the bull laying on the ground, dead.His horse ran away after it threw him off and he broke his leg when he hit the ground. With no way of getting back to his camp, he managed to gut the bull and crawled inside the carcass, to try to keep warm and to hide from the. In fact, the last time was with the widow Anderson. Her poor husband had fallen prey to a sea creature of some size and was dragged under the water in the fishing grounds never to be seen again. It was a terrible way to go, but at least it was quick and there was no mess to clean up. He did his best to console the poor widow and she appeared quite grateful for his efforts.She gave him her husband's two pistols with a large quantity of ball and powder.The widow Anderson was much into the. It was all due to her horniness, she reasoned, can't blame myself if my husband neglects his duties.She took off her slippers so they wouldn't make any noise and bare feet went on the pursuit of the shadow. She could be wrong; it could actually be a thief. But it only excited her further. Thinking of what the thief would do to her dressed in such a provocative way.Reaching the room of her daughter, she found the door to be slightly ajar. She barely caught some voices coming from the room. She.