He was cheerful and bore no signs of being hung-over despite the quart of whiskey he had consumed the night before. I dressed warmly and followed him ...ut to the stable. Bob picked four horses and we harnessed them. The Wells Fargo tack was high quality and in excellent repair. We led the horses to the carriage house and hooked them to the stage coach's double tree tongue. The coach was in even better repair than the tack. It was bright red with Wells Fargo & Co. lettered in gold leaf on both. Strong legs, almost athletic, slim built, in a perfect suite and perfect shirt, no tie, like I was helping him to dress. And those eyes..... I begin to sweat, drink does not help, I need to go to the bathroom and try to calm. In that moment, he leans towards me, touches my forearm and asks me something. And I don't hear anything! I just hear my heart pumping and a sound of my blood rushing through my veins. I politely excuse myself and rush to the bathroom. My legs were not listening to me, I. I decided to get Val drunk (I didn’t need to, things were heading toward a late night fuck anyway), and maybe myself too. We were on the second round when I saw her.She was in a corner, standing with three other people, two guys and one girl. The girl was different from the one the week before. I didn’t recognize the guys. I watched them. One of the guys was buying drinks and kept rubbing against her. I wondered if it was a boyfriend and that made me jealous. Flushed jealous. Weird, I had. .busted! The guy smiled at me and motioned me over to him, I thought about just taking off but for some reason I didn't. I walked over next to him and he looked right at me and asked if I wanted to hold it for him while he pissed!I couldn't beleive he said that and I wasn't sure if he was joking but he said, "Come on, hold it while I piss." I'm still not sure why I did it, maybe I was scared of the guy or maybe I was just bored enough that day to want to try something different but I.