He was skilled in thugery. I had real training in armed combat. He was strong and deadly, he did not have a clue as to how deadly I was. During our fr...endly stage, he had confessed to killing two men. Dirty foul deeds, unadulterated murders! He had told me of years in prison. He was boastful, and I saw the evil! I had given him in return stories of my experiences in a short and dirty war. Man against man, man protecting the innocent, getting stuck in and doing what had to be done. He was a gun. "Pam, I never felt anything like what I felt yesterday with you. She had lots of experience and we did more things than what you and I have done, and she felt different, you know, when I was in her, but there is really no comparison." What kind of things?" Pam asked.Oh, geez. "Well, she showed me how to go down on her like I did to you. And she did the same to me. Plus, we did a lot different positions. I even tried something she'd not had done to her before and she liked it." What was that?". At least if I get arrested it's my fault. The last few days off I'd been sticking pretty much close to camp ... there's bears and rattlesnakes in them thar hills and the boss asked me to stop bringing my pistol. Like I said ... sticking close enough to holler if I need it.Today I went south over the hill to the next valley. There's never been gold mining in that one so I meandered up the valley floor.I looked around a lot. Archaeologists suffer from the "grazing cow syndrome." We look at our. You will not pull away from me again She started to cry but she stepped back towards me. I decided that as a punishment I would not take my time with her anymore. I pulled her to stand in front of me as i sat on the couch. I ripped down her shorts and panties and had her lay on their back with her legs going across my lap. I pushed her legs apart and brought two fingers to her mouth. Look here Cyra, these two fingers are going inside of you and it will feel a little better if they are wet. You.