Of course that wouldn't be what happened. She would come home, maybe give him a peck on the cheek, start putting her stuff away, and tell him all abo...t the weekend she had. He would suggest having sex. Maybe she would get angry, or maybe she just outright reject him and continue with her stories. There was a small, very small, chance she would agree and they would make love. It was much more likely that he would end up beating off after she fell asleep. The beer sat in front of him. I still have no idea how I am going to tell Leslie that it is over once and for all. With the coffee ready, I pour myself a cup and turn with my cup in hand. I nearly drop it as I look out the French doors and see Leslie standing there, wearing an oversized sheer black shirt which is wide open and the falling snow lightly peppering her shoulder length black hair.Putting my cup on the counter, I swiftly move to open the door and Leslie steps inside. After closing the door, I turn and she quickly. "What's your stake in this?" I come ahead of Kenny. He has felt something was wrong, because he hasn't heard anything lately." You got any way to prove up what you're sayin'?" I got a paper saying I'm to manage the ranch in place of Pete. It's signed by the prison warden as witness." Take it to the sheriff then. He ain't that fond of Pete and was friend to Kenny." I'll do it. You too old to ride some?" Nope, can still ride. Got no hoss though." We'll go riding in the morning. I'll get you a. My driver dropped me off and I got out. I started thinking I was gonna be alone. I was getting really horny and I went up to the room. I got undressed and stood nude. I slipped on sweatpants and a sweatshirt and needed to go to the walgreens down the block for some baby oil. It was less noticeable than a bottle of lube. I got back to the room and got naked again. I sprawled out on the bed and looked at my self. My legs were muscular and hairy. It was making me even more horny. I decided to.