“He loves you. And he still means the world to your mom. It’s why she named you for both of us: Benjamin Junsaku Fukuzaki.”“Yeah, but Sofu is ...till annoyed ‘Junsaku’ isn’t my first name, like his and Uncle John’s. But then, I think that’s just because he’s still annoyed Uncle John named his firstborn ‘Samuel’.”I chuckled. “Naming you was entirely your mother’s decision: respecting her father AND symbolically breaking free at the same time.”“Yeah, but it’s still a mouthful.”I arched an eyebrow.. “Oh fuck fuck fuck. Just delicious.”He held me tight as my cunt squeezed the last of the juices from his cock. “Thanks Mum. I hope that’s the first of many.” Dan withdrew from me, kissed my neck and left the kitchen.I took a couple of minutes to allow the ecstasy to subside as my son’s jism seeped from my freshly fucked hole. Time to tidy myself. I pulled my blouse over my boobs and slid my skirt back down and headed for my bedroom.“Dan always was a randy beggar.” It was Jack Jnr sitting. I figured to check out every town within a reasonable radius of Wolf Flats. I might just get a clue about Hunter from one of those places.I did not even spend the night in Wolf Flats but left as soon as I visited my first saloon and got a rough count of the bounty hunters in there drinking beer. I guessed that the bartenders were going to make more money from Jesse Hunter than were any of those bounty hunters. I spent enough time with a friendly local man (he was more friendly after I bought. On the other hand, I didn't like what had just happened either. Being out of control was just too scary for me to want to do again, if I could avoid it.I had upset our dinner's timing. We ended up eating, outside, in the darkening sky.After dinner and the clean up, my parents left for the night. They would be spending the night in a motel, and would come over in the morning.Jeannie and her husband left shortly after that. They, too, were spending the night in their motel.Theresa said to her.