.. ten pounds and the spare tire.For the next hour, Stephanie was photographed by not one but three network helicopters sunning herself in the late af...ernoon at her house. The world was reassured, the stock markets settled down and all was well in the universe.Another tumbler of scotch in her hand, she was standing at the bar a few minutes later, bored already."Turn on the Television."A huge panel on the far wall came to life. A menu offered her choice of satellite or local channels but she. Yet."I told you we'd give you a good price for your ranch young lady." The man speaking looked to be about 40, sat his horse heavy due to his protruding belly. His right hand was on his thigh near his gun. "Be smart and take the money." And I told you, the Double B is not for sale. My husband will tell you the same thing when he comes home." Don't know that we want to wait until your man gets back." The other two leered and looked at Molly as if they were more interested in her than the land. It’s even louder now than when I was in my bathroom, since her bed is directly over mine. I continue to toss and turn for a few minutes more until I decide it’s pointless. So I just lay there. I let the sounds of excitement and raw sex fill my ears. Its then thoughts of Adam I pushed aside earlier soon return in full force. I let my hand skim up under my shirt to find the tight points of my breasts, while the other smoothes over my mound. My breathing becomes more drawn out and my back arches. I trace my hands down his shoulders, his arms, and hook my fingers in his belt loops pulling him closer. All the while his tongue's toying with mine, one hand tugging at my hair, the other pulling up the hem of my dress. His fingers draw different patterns and swirls on my thighs. I pull off his shirt with fervent desire. He smiles at how desperate I can get. He lifts my dress up over my head and the sudden contact of chilly breeze raises goosebumps on my skin. He first gets rid of his pants.