Now that was too much, and I lost my temper. I drew and put a hole in the head of each of my tormentors before they could shoot me. Unfortunately, the...noise brought a number of men pouring out of the cantina, mostly with drawn guns. In a kind of reflex action, I began shooting at those who already had a gun drawn. I knocked off a total of 10 men, and the rest ducked back into the cantina. With two misses, I now was holding two empty guns—not of much value under the circumstances.I was in a very. He didn't let go, and instead, pulled me toward him, embraced me, and kissed me again. The smoke alarm went off (no, not from the kiss; the pan of bacon grease was still on the burner), and he busied himself removing the battery while I took the pan off the stove. We were laughing hysterically, and when we finally had everything out of the panic mode, he kissed me yet again, then scooped me up in his arms and carried me back into the bedroom.He had been wearing the same bath towel I had put on. I bumped into the Italian waiter who was coming out of the men's bathroom and gave him a big smile aware that his eyes were already upon my breasts. He smiled back with a twinkle in his eye and asked me if there was anything I needed. My eyes were drawn toward the bulge in his trousers that seemed to extend down his leg more than usual. I explained it was my birthday and regretfully my husband was waiting to take me home shortly but I was very pleased to have met him. I slowly backed away into. ..and far too familiar...to be a hair care product.What was misting around his head, and his face, was the very sameperfume Rita wore. While the scent was pleasant enough to smell whenit was on Rita, Brian was beginning to feel a bit light-headed fromhow strong the scent was as it was now being applied to him.?Mmmm, yesss. You really are OK, aren?t you?? Rita whispered into hisear, still sitting in front of him, her legs straddled on either sideof him. ?I remember you saying that I smelled.