"April held out her hands, and he helped her to her feet. She stumbled a little and said, "Woowee! I think I have a bit of a buzz going.Henry pulled h...r tightly to his chest crushing her tits between them. He told her, "That's okay, Baby. I'll help you along if you need it." He then hugged and gently kissed her before leading her to his bedroom.Standing next to his bed, April let Henry finish undressing her. The wine had done its job. April was no longer nervous. She was horny. A few more. Hair? Long, blonde and perfectly framed around my softened face. Make-up? Flawless, with soft, subtle pink tones. Ooops! I forgot my lipstick! Into the bathroom one last time to touch up my make-up, regardless. There. Soft pink lip-color. Add a touch of perfume to my neck and wrists...Okay, where was I? Oh yes... Hair? Check. Make-up? Check. Dress? Smooth it out and sit down once or twice. There we go. Cross my legs. Perfect! I love this dress! Shoes? Check. Cardigan? Check. But, I think I will. I planned to take it with me on Sunday. I had Amy make up some slug ammunition for me while I worked on other jobs, including the modified shotgun that had been ordered a few days earlier.Sunday we started out and made very good time. We reached the house about 10:30 AM and Amy went in to look it over. Arthur went to take a look at the outbuildings and I took up station as the lookout. We weren't there long when I saw a rider appear on the horizon. He rode toward us and then spotted our horses. When they arrived her heart sunk, the place looked shabby, but her husbands efforts made her not complain, instead the mixture of drink and eagerness not to appear ungrateful, overcame her reluctance, especially when she realized the masseuse was was a dirty old man, who made her cringe.When she was shown into the room, it was sparsely furnished, only a waist high bed and changing screen, with a desk, covered in oils, where he sat, as she undressed behind the screen that barely covered her.