Her demands got louder and louder and she started berating me because I didn't jump on my horse and take after them. Finally I had enough from her. "M...ldred, what you are screaming at me is all for show. I'm going to investigate this as soon as I get something to eat. Now I know you are angry, but I suspect you drew attention to yourself somehow and the thief took action."She interrupted me. "Sheriff Jones, you must do something and immediately! I demand it!" Mildred, don't worry, we'll. Rod Bronco. Celia, the pleasure is all mine”. I sat down on the second stool to the right. If Linda did come in, I did not want her to choose a stool too far from me.Celia put down a cocktail napkin on the bar and then the tumbler. “Johnnie Walker on ice, Mr. Bronco. And a water on the side.” Her hand brushed my hand on the bar as she did so. I could not tell if that was a deliberate action or not. I thought to myself, “if she did that on purpose, that was skillfully and artfully done”. “Will. Late twenties maybe, tall, slim with long blonde hair and long, long legs. She either hasn't noticed the curtains are wide open or she just doesn't care. A natural exhibitionist. Good for me, bad for her.19:40 Begin recording.She begins to unbutton her white blouse and lets it fall to the floor. She's now standing in a nice black lace bra definitely too small for her B cup tits. Squashing and squeezing the flesh into a nice plump cleavage. She runs her hands down her toned stomach and bites her. Of course you have to admit I did go through a lot of effort for you to get all this. Maybe my reward should be better than getting just one thing. I’ll have to give that some thought.?The door slammed shut and once again I was all alone in the camper. Once again I strained to break free of the cuffs but the metal wouldn’t give. For the first time I felt a chill. Suddenly I was very well aware of my complete nakedness as a breeze drifted through the camper. Footsteps walked around the camper. A.