“Shooting would bring more of them. We’ve got to get going.”I helped her back on her horse, patting her firm rump, did a quick and fruitless sea...ch of the bodies, took their ammunition and mounted up. We stayed in the woods, giving the road a wide berth before turning north again.“I’m awful hungry,” she said an hour or so later so we stopped at the next brook and ate our bread and cheese, washing it down with creek water.“Why did you kiss me back there?” she asked, sitting Indian style with her. I did the same and then rang the doorbell.Frankly, my heartbeat was so loud that even the neighbors might hear it. And then I heard the sound of latch opening and boom! She opened the door, and we looked at each other. She was looking gorgeous in her yellow Punjabi dress. Her hair was tied up, and her golden earrings twinkling.She had a shy smile on her face, and we both we quite nervous. She invited me in, asked to have a place on the sofa. She got me some water like a typical Indian lady. I. 'Probably wife swappers,' I thought to myself with a giggle, trying to work out a plan to lure Hector away from Lucy for a few days so I could enjoy his wonderful cock again. As I approached their back door, I could hear noises coming from round the corner on their patio. I stepped around the corner of the house, and was about announce my arrival, when I stopped dead in my tracks. There was my lovely, innocent, petite, redheaded neighbour on all fours getting thoroughly fucked by Hector. I was. Either eating, working or sleeping. She punched in her command-code at a terminal next to a door, the door sliding open and the lights flickering on inside. The room was more ostentatious than Jericho's previous room, that much was to be expected. There was a large bed that looked out of place on a military ship, and something that looked like a homemade still for distilling alcohol. ”Come on in” She called to him, her goggles already tossed on a chair and her tool-belt taken off. Jericho.