I smiled at that thought and looked at thenaughty vixen in the mirror, painted up so sexy, and smiling sooooooowickedly. The bright red lips and the r...sey cheeks and the red, blue, andsilver eye shadow along with the frosted blonde shoulder length wavy wig mademe look really slutty.I was ready!I made one last pass through the house before I headed into the garage andgot into the van. The coolness of the night slipped under my skirt andcaressed my thighs above my stockings. ( I do not think I. Now if you don’t mind, you need to go.’ Oh no… Had she really just done that? Pulse racing, Melissa could feel a sickening wave of regret rising from the pit of her stomach. Even in her distress, she knew how badly she was behaving, and even more bizarrely, that she didn’t want to be behaving so badly. ‘I’ve got a four o’clock appointment. So I can’t talk to you now,’ she carried on hastily, despite her words being in immediate conflict with her heart. ‘I need to—’ ‘Oh my God.’ She heard the. That evening, I told Pa about my adventures up to date, and he was impressed with my luck, both good and bad. I already had three men to my "credit," and I would start building a reputation pretty damned soon at the rate I was going. When that happened, I could expect to be braced by a lot of fools looking for a reputation with a gun, and one of them could get too damned lucky for my own good!Pa advised me to learn to shoot that there Henry as well as I could the pistol. Pa was always right. She put her arms around me and we kissed again, she giving herself to me this time and even calling a shot or two as her arms roamed my back and felt my buttocks."Show me your room," I murmured, and she led me, holding my hand tightly, into a warm dark space. She turned on the airconditioning and closed the door. We kissed again."You're getting the hang of this," I said, stroking her bottom and moving my hand around to the front, under her dress, touching her between her legs.She was stuck.