" Was that another prophesy? "He says he has got a room, and you can stay with him."I thought, 'Joe, are you going to make it any easier for him?'"Tha... is great. Tell him thanks, hon."I did get on the phone with Chuck to thank him. He said, "I can't wait. It has been a while." I didn't know how to interrupt that one with either. He has been divorced for six months and did not have a woman. Was that what he meant by 'It has been a while'? Maybe I was overreacting. I had to get those thoughts out. The next day found me motoring down the Mighty Mississippi once again. My two new mates had signed on after a long night of sexual fun that had pushed our limits of enjoyment. We had done virtually everything three humans could think of to do that didn't hurt. Well, hurt much anyway. Diane, the redhead, had gotten her strap-on dildo out and used it on Misty in an orgy of fucking that ended up with her fucking my ass with it. It was my first time being assfucked and it did indeed hurt a bit. I. Buffalo robe: check.Smoldering fire: check.On one side, finely shaped breast under hand: check.On the other side, excellent buttocks against hip: check.Outside, War pony: I’ll have to check: check. .53 full stock Hawken flintlock and possibles bag between two liner poles: check. Check? I checked. I handled it lovingly. My own ... I’m not dreaming ... a rather severe pinch on my arm: check. I’m alive: check.Fuck!It looks like I’ve traded a 30 year old wife and three kids for a 16 year old wife. I sat down feeling so ashamed as all the eyes in the place stared at me. The waitress gave me a disgusting look when she came over to take our order. "I'll have the peppered steak and the slut will have the chicken." he told her. When we finished our food the bar tender came over and started chatting with my husband. He was looking at the collar. "That's interesting." Without replying my husband turned to me "What are you." he asked. I looked at him for mercy. He looked threateningly at.