"Ben stifled a laugh. "Yeah, well, weddings have a way of doing that topeople. Who is she, anyway? I don't recognize her. Was she at the saloonevent?"...Um..." Tyler said, trying to remember. Yes, Paul had been at the saloonevent, but back then he looked and acted a hell of a lot different thanhe did now. Tyler struggled for the best way to answer Ben's question.Just then, the DJ tapped on his microphone and demanded that all thesingle men head out to the dance floor for the garter toss. Ben. Neither can act completely alone. Here and now, I, Rowan, Champion of the Lady Ayleth, speak for her ... and I speak for the Duchy which I am oath-sworn to defend and protect. I have fought for it, and shall continue to do so again until the very light and soul of this divine sword is forever extinguished, but I cannot fight alone. I must have your help and assistance!"Nearly at once, the crowd stood up on their feet, animated ... eager even, to hear what the lad would say or do next. Oddtus. The moment she was naked, she laid back, spread her legs, and said, “Fuck me, Randall – Make me scream.”Always willing to oblige, I started at her clit, licking it very softly, until it got as hard as my dick was.I moved my mouth to hers, while positioning myself for entry. I was poised and ready. I stopped kissing her for a split second and slammed myself completely inside her, all the way in. “Oooooohhh, Randall Knight, that feels so fucking good. You’ve got it in me, so now what?”I pulled. "Never heard of it," I lied with a straight face."It's a liquor laced with pot," he explained. The Boyle Brothers explained it better."I'm going to have to take your word for it chief deputy," I said to Simpson."It sounds pretty unlikely I know, but they lace the mash with pot stalks before it ferments. Then they just make white liquor like any other only they say it is a different kind of high." he explained."Like I said, I'll take your word for it," I said. I thought I did a pretty good job.