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She dozed, but came awake often enough to keep the fire going.
    At first light she saddled up, broke camp, but before mounting up, she walked the perimeter of the camp and found the tracks. They were huge. Some kind of big cat. Now she knew why her horse had been so uneasy. She was going to have to be careful the rest of the day.
    She mounted up and began to ride.
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    Roman, Donnie, and Lefty spent the evening with whores, and then Roman stayed the entire night with his.
    He rolled over in the morning and stared at the girl next to him. She had a fleshy body, but then she had to be close to forty. There wasn’t much of a choice when it came right down to it, but he liked women with pale skin and dark hair, so the fact that she was a little meaty was something he overlooked. In the end he was fortunate, because she was very experienced and did things with him that he usually had to pay extra for.
    As he watched, she rolled over onto her back. Her big breasts flopped to the right and left, but he didn’t mind. Her skin was very white, which made her big, brown nipples look even darker. He leaned over and took one nipple into his mouth, then the other. She moaned, reached to cup his head to her breast.
    She moaned as he slid his hand between her legs, found her hairy pussy already wet. Suddenly, his cock was rock hard. He slid a leg over her, mounted, and slid his cock into her. She was hot and ready, wrapped her legs around his waist, and held on while he fucked her, slamming in and out of her mindlessly . . .
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    Givens met his new friends, Joe and Les, at the livery. They had the buckboard team already hooked up as he strode up.
    â€œJust let me saddle my horse and I’ll be right with ya,” he called.
    They waved and Joe said, “No hurry.”
    Givens saddled his horse, wondering if Roman and the others were watching. He didn’t want them to be too far behind the buckboard when they left.
    He walked his horse out and mounted up.
    â€œReady?” he asked.
    â€œLet’s go,” Les said, and snapped the reins at the team.
    Givens risked a look behind him, didn’t see anyone. Those assholes better not have fallen so far into their whores that they overslept!

    Roman got to the livery in time to see the buckboard pull away. He hurriedly saddled his horse, was ready to go by the time Donnie and Lefty got there.
    â€œGet your asses saddled up,” he shouted. “They left ten minutes ago.”
    â€œYeah, yeah,” Lefty said, hung over.
    Donnie silently saddled his horse. He just wanted to get going.
    They walked their horses outside and mounted up.
    â€œWe got some easy tracks to follow,” Roman said. “I’ll take the lead.”
    The other two didn’t care who had the lead. They were going to doze in their saddles anyway.

TWENTY-FOUR
    Clint prepared a batch of flapjacks and some bacon for breakfast.
    â€œI swear before the rest of my equipment arrives, I will gain twenty pounds,” Tesla said.
    â€œWe can move on to smaller meals, then,” Clint said.
    â€œNo, no,” Tesla said, “I’m not complaining, just making an observation.”
    Clint was about to reply when he heard the sound of a horse approaching.
    â€œWhat is it?” Tesla asked.
    â€œSomeone’s approaching.”
    â€œThe cat?” Tesla looked nervous.
    â€œNo,” Clint said, “someone on horseback.” He stood up. “Wait here.”
    Clint rode, walked to the front window, and looked out. He saw a rider sitting tall in the saddle, riding up to the house. He had strapped his gun belt on earlier that morning, when he first dressed, so he walked to the door, opened it, and stepped out.
    As the rider drew closer, he recognized her.
    â€œSheriff Lawson,” he greeted. “What brings you all this way?”
    â€œI have something to tell you,” she said. “Is that bacon I smell?”
    â€œAnd flapjacks. Step down and join