We were attacked by a gang of Indians who chased us on horseback. They were just having fun, so we had no real trouble escaping, though they did throw...a scare into some of the passengers. Of course, if they had been able to capture us, they would have been the only ones having fun. We men would have been tortured to death, and the women would have been raped to death, so I guess the scare was appropriate.This was a "through coach," so we did not stop for sleeping that night. The stage crew was. 45 caliber pistol he kept there. The gun was a gift from one of his old Army buddies when he was first discharged. Bobby Lee took the gun and went back to his sofa. He stared at it and decided that the old woman was not going to give him any trouble if she awoke. The gun will just be a precaution. He smiled as he decided how he'd put his plan into action. He poured himself another drink and sipped on it as he waited for nightfall to come.Before they all left, Lydia Mae's children had. Shit, so much to do, not enough time to do it. That fucking bitch will be here in less than an hour. How the hell did I get myself into this mess? How?Laine quickly tidied her grandiose apartment. She then showered. This? this? creature? she wants me in black. What do I have? Not a lot. Black is not entirely my colour. She emerged from the shower, wrapping a towel tightly around her long blonde hair and grabbing a white bath robe from the hook behind the bathroom door. She walked through to her. I asked then what she was thinking about; since she was touching herself. Anita just giggled and kept rubbing her clit…My sensual wife then began telling me about one time that her Black Master had called her when I was at work…Jerome was alone at his home; with his sexy black wife gone out.He wanted my sweet wife to come to his house and fuck. Anita giggled and looked at me; my cock started to ache inside of my trousers. So I encouraged her to continue the story…She explained that she had got.