The sooner the better I thought. I couldn't wait. I am sure she could she that the idea really excited me and I couldn't get my mind off it.Then tha... evening, finished with out work, we went out to dinner and played in the Casino. Every now and then Linda would pass me by and whisper “I can feel my bladder getting ready to burst, boy am I going to give you a gusher.” I waited, and waited. My balls and cock where semi-hard all night. My excitement kept building and building. I could feel. Slowly the eyes caught a glimpseof their reflection in a store window. Marlene had gotten her wish.The rugged face was handsome and chiseled, piercing gray eyes lookedback from under the shelter of the dark hat. The weight of the Colt tiedlow on a leg told the wearer that this person was very proficient with agun.A tap on the shoulder caused the cowboy to turn, "Hi Marney ... yougoing to be up later?" It was a beautiful woman ... the woman he hadbeen during his second wish, a quite lovely. ”“Priest, you wouldn’t really do that, would you?” Betty said, joining in the fabricated girlfriend story.“The only way I would entertain the possibility of not doing that, would be if a certain person, could come off his high horse, and become the loving and caring dad I grew up with. Then, and only then, maybe I would bring her by.”“Am I really that bad?” he said.“Dad, look at mom, and tell her that you love her ... and mean it!”Everybody at the table had stopped eating, and watched, as Dad. Miss Renee wassomehow pleased right now, and I dropped to my knees to kiss and lickher vulva.With me licking her she spoke of the painting again, "A woman iscontrolled by the view the world offers," she moaned, "Oooh yes,Lisa, oh," she gasped."Her body is reviewed, ah, and judged, ohh there, regardless of thesacrifice she has made. Only she decides if she is acceptable. MadameGautreau changed her view of the portrait, oh yes, after the initialshock, ohh Lisa, yes, lick my cunt!" she was.