I picked up the dead man's ornate dueling pistol and handed it to his lush widow with a smile. She gawked at me, her lovely face tear stained. "If you...need anything," I said to her, admiring her deep cleavage.It only took two days, and she was at my door in her widow's weeds, heavily veiled and, much to my pleasure, begging for help. "He won't let me stay, won't let me take anything, not even my jewelry."I led her to the library, sat her down and poured her some single malt. "I will see to it,. ” “You could say that. Like I said, he's a nice guy. And kinda cute. Anyway, back in Amarillo, we got in his truck and he asked me what I was doing out in the middle of nowhere. So I told him a little about what happened and where I was going. I was so nervous after what happened with the bat-shit crazy bible lady.”“I guess he noticed, and he thought I was scared so he's like, 'hey calm down, I'm not a serial killer or anything. And I'm not gonna rob you'. He saw me get the money at the Western. ”“I have several friends with children your age invited. There are two boys you might be interested in, and my friend George Loudermilk will be there with his gorgeous daughter Darlene. I’m hoping you and Darlene will become good friends.Over the next two days, I had daddy all to myself. We spent lots of time on Malibu beach and I was getting quite the tan. Daddy was already very well-tanned. I thought he was the most handsome man in the world. I was having erotic thoughts about my own daddy. Even though he was bursting with excitement inside, he tried to walk at his normal pace and act calm and collected.He was halfway to his bike when Christine caught up to him and started walking next to him. "Hey. What's up?" Oh, hi Christine. How's it going?" He gave her a friendly smile, but he thought to himself, Dang! What bad luck. Why does she want to talk to me NOW, of all times?!"Oh, I was just off to get some ice cream, it being such a hot day and all. You want to join me?" What, you.