I drew my revolver with my left hand while I hung on to a rock projecting from the wall with my right hand.I fired three quick shots and hit all three...of the Comanches standing opposite me. One fell forward into the arroyo with me, and I did not take a chance: I put a bullet into his head. The other two Comanches had fallen back so that I could not see them. All I could do at the moment was to hope that I had hit them both with bullets in places that kept them from attacking me any. With the pistol hidden behind his leg, he opened the door."Thank you!" the kid said."You lost?" Scott asked."I was stupid and climbed the fence," the kid said. "Landed wrong and my ankle's hosed." Those your buddies at the gate?" Yeah." Okay, if you can make it over there," Scott said, "I'll unlock it."The kid turned and started to hobble away.Scott took the gun from behind his leg, tucked it into the front of his jeans, and pulled his t-shirt over the butt. He was on his own property and. Mr. Monroe was a very emotional man who usually had a soft , gentle voice, but not this time. “What do you think you are doing in my house? That is not lady like and you know it!”“Well what you were doing wasn’t all that gentlemanly either.” I replied.“Young lady! You shouldn’t have been watching me in the first place!” Mr.Monroe sneered back.“Well maybe I will just tell preacher!” I Yelled.To that he had no reply. After a moment of silence he asked, “What can I do to keep you quiet?” I. I was going to reveal myself. But thought I would see how she handled it if she thought I was really asleep.I tiptoed back to bed n jumped under the covers just as PHIL carried my wife into the room n next to the bed. As he neared the bed he stopped lifting her up n down his cock and went to put her down. Don't you fuckin think about it she said to PHIL." baby she shouted at me. Leaning down n shacking me. Baby wake up she shouted. You really want to see this she shouted. Still shaking me. I.