As soon as we stepped into the house, Susan spun around and asked, "Can you give me a bath and shave this hairy body?" I gave her a big hug and said,..."It will be my pleasure." I started filling the tub, then went in to undress her; she said, "I have finished my period do you have a douche bag?" "Yes I do, you keep an eye on the bath water and I'll go get you some vinegar...your going to be clean inside and out." That got her to giggle and smile. Sitting on the toilet, she started inserting. I was about halfway to Springfield when I was accosted by two men who rode out of the bushes to one side of the trail. They were both holding pistols aimed at me, and I was caught totally by surprise."Stop where ya are an' give us all of yer money!"Hell, I couldn't afford to do that! I had no skills to speak of that were of any value in the West, so I couldn't get a job that paid anything. My only choice was to defend myself. I was about 15 feet away from the men when my horse stopped. I. I’d read the first sentence for almost the tenth time when I saw her walk out of the shop toward the sidewalk tables, a cup and saucer in hand, searching for a seat. A quick look told me there were none, and before anyone else could pre-empt me, I stood and gestured to the open chair at my table. She smiled, capturing me by that simple gesture. She walked toward me, accepting my offer. I was surprised at her size. She was only a couple of inches shorter than my six-foot-four. ‘Bonjour,’ I. I had several replies and I selected one she was 35 divorced and and in great need of an orgasm. I bought her into my playroom and there was a straight back wooden chair in the center of the room. She looked very nervous and apprehensive. I slowly circled her until I was behind I moved in and cupped her ample breasts, she let out a quiet little gasp, but I could feel her nipples become erect to my touch. I unbuttoned her blouse and removed her bra exposing her doughy tits. I began to knead them.