As I approach, I hear a wolf whistle, and I see them checking me out. I ask them if they can help me. They agree to assist me...thank goodness. I look...around and see a small sign on the building that says auto repair. They tell me to get in the car and steer, and they will push it into the garage. As I walk back to my car I hear one of them say something about my ass. I get kinda nervous, but I'm kinda glad at the same time knowing another man thinks I have a nice ass.They get the car pushed. I was beginning to think that changing the dynamics of meeting Feleena had to have seriously derailed the march of events that led to my Uncle Ty Ringo’s untimely demise. Now all I had to do was make sure things stayed changed. To that end, there would not be many more visits to Rosa’s Cantina in my future.Molly did have me some chow warming on top of the stove in the form of a couple of thick slices of ham and a half dozen biscuits. Molly also looked extra fine that morning, so I waltzed up to. She was a mature woman, thirty-some, who looked as if she might have borne several children judging from the spread of her hips. "I'm Sarah McB--. My husband was with Greene and then Gates up north." She waved and swallowed. "He was killed near Saratoga in '77, on Freeman's farm. How is Miss B--?"Oh fine, very well," I said."Dora," called Sarah McB--, "bring us some of that chicken and the loaf of bread and some butter. Do you drink whisky?" she asked me."Sometimes," I said, "with some water. I then took a good long look at myself in the mirror. and said to myself. If a slut is what he wants, a slut is exactly what he is going to get. I knew right then my sex life was going to change. I am going to start with the basturds dog, then his friends. But, first the dog! Tom was in his chair watching tv, the hound was still by the fireplace. I walked past Tom, I went straight for the dog. I sat down beside the hound, my legs spread wide. My tight little pussy was glistening in the light of.