It was after nine before Captain Smith had all of the wagons lined up and ready to roll out. Our wagons started six places back from the front of the ...rain. After they were all rolling, things went smoothly for a while.Captain Smith was dressed in buckskins much like Millie, Tess and I were. After a while he came back and pulled up beside me as we were moving our livestock along."You look like you know what you're doing," he said."Well, we've come a ways already," I told him."Where'd you start. However, that was five years ago and he still worked eighty hours a week.While Richard's work was a big part of Mary Ellen's problem it was not the entire issue. Sometimes she thought he worked just so he didn't have to be around her. It seemed they rarely even touched anymore. Then there were the issues in the bedroom. It had been a long time since they had been intimate. For a while she thought that maybe Richard was having an affair and even considered hiring a private detective. However,. "I'm on top tonight Lovey" She grabs my wrists pinning me there, lowering herself until shes able to kiss me, stopping just above my lips she whispers "I love you" then delves down and our tounges lock as we try to pull each other tongues with our own. This turns me on to know end, and I feel myself flaring up but unable to move, and I know she's aroused as well, she practically gushing her own juice and the surplus is dripping down onto my cock. Ending the kiss she pulls away and I try to bite. Well, his were already there, of course.As I walked out to my spot, the curtain opened to reveal the auditorium. I was a bit disheartened to see that the crowd had diminished significantly. Or maybe it’s for the best... We checked our volumes. Muireann was playing into a microphone that had been set up on a straight stand. It looked awkward, as she had to lean in to get close to it, but the kid who had helped set it up was nowhere to be seen. The volume on her line also seemed low, but Muireann.