I held his ankles and stretched the legs. Very softly I lifted his lungi and exposed the hairy legs. He looked at me in shock. I began pressing the le...s one by one. After sometime, I changed from one leg to the other.And while I did it, I turned and my back was shown to him, the tight zipper and the shape of my buttocks showed to Bunty. He moaned as I pressed on his calves.Then, he kept his hand on my back and caressed it. I turned around and met his eyes. He saw me turn and smiled. I blushed.. Felicity's mind reeled with a confused array of thoughts as she remembered the strange sensations that were transmitted from between her legs. Her uncle would rub his finger up and down in her pussy for several minutes before he left her room.As she grew older, Felicity found her uncle's fondling to be more and more pleasurable, even though she knew in her soul that what he was doing was wrong. She had wanted to tell her mother on several occasions but then stopped herself for some reason,. The jail stayed mostly filled for the next ten days as the peace keepers and I enforced the Cheyenne Town Code posted in each bawdy house, saloon and dance hall. Once the miners, railroad men and cowboys understood that misbehaving was not tolerated, things settled down.I worked day and night for the first two weeks backing up the peace keepers with my shotgun and brawn. Everyone knew me after a week or so, and I had a fair grasp on the temperament of many of our citizens. One group with whom I. I told her my name and then I asked her if she wanted a cup of coffee. She said sure. So we walked back into the coffee shop. Meg and Anna were working today. With Nila standing next to me holding onto my arm I handed my cup to Meg and asked for a refill and a tall coffee. Both Anna and Meg are good friends of mine and we have spent many a time together. So they could tell something was up. Smiling that "I know what you are up to" smile Meg poured our coffees and we retreated to a table in the.