“No.”“And why not?” she asked.“Uh…,” Theo tried to think of the perfect answer that would allow him to escape from his mother’s clutch...s. He thought really, really hard. He knew his mother wanted Tiffany to be proud of her body. He knew she thought women were equal to men, in every way. He was so confused! He just wanted a girl to suck and lick and play with his hard cock! He didn’t care about anything else - he was being selfish and he knew it. Yes, that’s it! The truth might work this time!. ”They look at each other for a moment, both with wide grins. The man holds out his hand, “Dave Webb, trader. I’ll sell you a case at your price. Let’s go get one.”Will holds his hand out, “Will March. Wanderer, soon to be trader and rancher. I’ll pick a case at random to test a bottle.” They walk to a stack of boxes and Will selects one from the third row, carefully moves the ones above it, puts his selection aside, replaces the others, and takes his case to the table where the man was sitting.. Clementine watched with astonished eyes as her new best friend did the same and saw the flash of her plump white buttocks sinking into the water like some sea creature wanting to play more than anything else in the world.Emma took the soap and started to wash the dirty cowboy and didn’t object when his hands took liberties with her feminine dignity because it was his right of temporary ownership in the transaction of flesh for gold that transpired nightly in the squalid wall that hid sordid. “Hi Tara,” The man said. He stepped closer to her.“Tatum....” Tara stepped backwards into the house. He followed her in and shut the door behind him. She continued to back away from him until the thin wall that separated the stairwell and the dining room. It was maybe only a maybe five feet away from the door. Tears had started to run down her face.“Tara... don't cry” He reached up and whipped a tear off her face. She winced a little bit at the simple touch of his skin. “You left,” she managed.