There were a few low whistles and cat calls and I could feel each of them stripping me with their eyes. One of them came up to me and grabbed my breas...s, one in each hand – right there in front of God and everybody. I dropped my books and slapped him across the face as hard as I could. He backed off instantly and brought one hand to the side of his reddened face where I had slapped him. Then his whole face turned red as the other boys laughed at him. That made me feel good. Served the bastard. "I'm sorry son, but I really need this right now. Just this once and we'll never need to talk about this again." Her hands were fumbling with his pants, and tugging them down as he removed his shirt. He just nodded his head to her, unsure what had gotten into his mother, but afraid to say anything and break the spell.He helped her out of her work clothes, and then followed her back to her bedroom. The memory of him covering her up a couple nights before flashed through his head, and he looked. Lauren looked half pleased and half annoyed.Crystal, who had no such problems ahead of her, was well on her way to being sloshed. "Lost the coin flip?" Sam asked Jason, and Jason gave a morose nod. Both he and his wife had undergone sterility procedures when they married--"tying the knot and tying the tubes," as they put it--having already made the decision that they would make awful parents, too likely to drink themselves to an early grave. Sam gave them points for not lying to themselves, but. The Comanches pulled up just out of arrow range, not realizing what I could do with my Henry. I debated with myself about using the Henry at this stage, and figured that I would just draw in every Comanche for miles if I did that. I decided to stick with the shotgun for now and let the Comanches think that they were safe at their current distance. If they came in about 20 more yards, I could use my pistols, and they knew that. So there were no surprises as long as I held off on using the.