I can't leave you two. Bennie's dad is here and we have an interest in the machine shop, too." Bennie nodded, too. They both looked troubled.There was...a silence until Shirl said, "What do you want from us? We won't make the decision for you. However, there are a couple of things that you had not thought about too much."First, you are rarely here. Your exploring duties take you away from here to the point that you have to have someone watch over your farm and house. We love having you here and. For a moment, I felt sorry for the guy, but like I said. Never gamble if you aren’t willing to accept the risk of losing. But, tonight, I hadn’t lost. I had won and won big. I didn’t just clean out the farmer, but I’d taken a lot from the other men at the table that night. I decided it was time to celebrate. I ordered a round of drinks for everyone and went back to my hotel. I decided to clean up a bit and then make my way over to the whorehouse. Just then there was knock on the door. . I think I’ll get to bed, he mumbled. Me too and I followed him into the bedroom. It was comical watching him strip off. I started to undress somewhat provocatively, trying to get his attention. Standing there, in my knickers and bra, walking about, picking up his clothes. All to no avail. I took my bra off and still couldn’t hold his attention. He got in bed and just lay there grunting.In a last ditch bid to get him interested, I slipped out of my knickers and slipped into some silky French. Even in moments like this, control was as much psychological as physical.“Renata has spoken very highly of you, John. Which is surprising. She was always so meek and quiet, never making friends. But you seem to have won her over.”“What can I say,” I said with a shrug. “The ladies like me.”“I can see that. She seems pretty certain that you were going to find her and rescue her.”“One outta two ain’t bad.”His smile was starting to fade, and I was pretty sure my smartass routine was starting to.