Her voice was soft and the way she spoke was calm and collected, although occasionally a sliver of hopelessness and desperation could be heard in her ...oice as she described her condition. Ms. Dean believed that my help was a necessity at that point, as she claimed to feel completely lost in her current position.Ms. Dean asked me if it was feasible for me to make an appointment with her in Trumond. She exclaimed that there was no reliable way to reach me in Inassey, as she had no driver's. Duncan turned to look back and saw Eli riding toward him with a pack horse. He pulled up to wait and let the slow moving wagon go on ahead as Eli came up to him.“Eli, what’re you doing with that packhorse, you buy something else back there?’ Duncan asked, grinning. He knew his friend Eli.“I did for a fact, Duncan. How are you doing? You feeling alright?”“Feels good just to be ridin back to Fort Smith, Eli. I like my new horse, but I sure hate my other one got killed for no reason at all. I had. We lay panting side by side. "Oh, damn," she said. "I been thinkin' about you, about doin' that since you left."We dressed and ate, and then went to digging a grave. Her intended, a lean, bald man named Peter, arrived about noon and pitched right in, making the job go a lot faster. We still had to chop through some frozen dirt, but a mattock did the job. For his lack of size, Peter was a capable and diligent worker.Once we got the box down in the hole, Peter bowed his head and took Nancy's. Dad (my nick name )cant we at least get some free drink tokens ,then my wife voice rang out tell you wot girls show me your tits or ass and i will make sure you get afree drink ,they all new shell as my lady it was the black girl flicked her skirt to show her thong ,even shell could not help but pat it. off they went shot tokens waving and my wife looking ,every bit sexy in just a short skirt long boots and a open backed waist coat with no bra ,after watching her dance the night away and.