It seemed that I had gotten away with our little lunch time fight and I was happy to be heading home where I could get ready for the fun we would have...tonight. I got home, opening the door to a quiet house, on Monday afternoons everyone else was busy, so I had a couple of hours to myself. I went to our room and quickly changed into a loose skirt and t-shirt, no panties as usual. The cool breeze felt good on my hot pussy, I had been turned on for the last couple of hours and desperately needed. Daniel was tackled by the stranger just as the motel door opened. They both crashed into the floor inside the small room. The man straddled Daniel's waist and punched him twice in the face....HARD! Daniel was confused by the attack and in tremendous pain from the assailants punches.The man jumped to his feet and kicked Daniel at least four times in the ribs as he shut the motel door behind him. Daniel heard his mother scream. He looked up to see his mother sitting in the bed pleading with the. The cowboy was well on his way to being drunk, so nobody was surprised when he lost his last dollar in another foolish bet. However, they were surprised when he drew his gun and blasted 5 holes in the faro table. Nobody was hurt, but the bartender/owner was pissed at the repair bill he was now stuck with. The cowboy calmly reloaded his pistol, stuck it in his holster, settled his hat firmly on his head, and passed out! That last whiskey had finally caught up with him.The bounty hunters laughed. I had a few messages asking how I was doing and wishing me well . It seems my little community of online friends were keeping each other informed about me, or at least the ones who were my friends anyway. After responding to the messages I joined a few of the regulars in trivia to chat and pass the time. There was another round of questions about how I was doing and well wishes. I hadn’t realized how many people even cared about me enough to mention it or wish me well. I did find it.