. if she’s your daughter, I want her, here, with us, if there is a way. Your daughter is MY daughter.”I’m thinking that if I drive, at the best ...’d kill the day, getting back home at almost midnight. Let me think of who’s going to fly me. Dammit. I can’t fly. Never had the itch.“OK, Cindy’s not here—she’s on her way to western Louisiana. Let me call Alan.”“One more thing, Bill,” Donna said. “We need to get that house going, NOW. With a fourth bedroom. No rush, so long as it’s done by. After a minute the feeling subsided and she looked over at her sister and thanked her. Deb simply told her to sit back and relax and get ready for the best birthday she ever had.Adam asked her if she was ready to continue or did she need a little time to recover. She said she needed a few minutes so Adam moved over in front of Deb. Adam pulled Deb to the edge of the cushion as he had done Diane but instead of going down on her, he moved close and started to insert his cock into her wet little. .. okay. Wulf, please, would you come inside with us? We should talk, and I think Duncan should be there, and it will all be a lot easier if we can sit down, and maybe have something to eat?" I was babbling, but I couldn't seem to stop.His gaze strayed to the open portcullis of the castle's gate, and for a moment I thought he'd run. Not that we'd have chased him, or stopped him, but the longing to get away was clear on his face. His expression was vulnerable, in that moment, and I wondered. I put an M1 in my saddle scabbard and George brought along one of his 450 Marlin Saddle Guns. Even he admitted its accurate range was limited, but he said when things got up close and personal he could really count on it.It was something I didn't doubt. George's philosophy on firearms was based on bigger bullets are better and it had served him well here. The two Cro-Magnon men he'd dispatched earlier had fallen to his daily sidearm, a Ruger Super Blackhawk in 44 magnum. He actually carried two.