Samantha had withdrawn her instrument of pleasure and was now kissing mylips. "That's enough, my pretty. We don't want to wear you out now, dowe?"Wi...h superhuman effort, I opened my eyes.She stood up and took a white towel from the pile nearby. Drying herhands, she said, "You wake yourself up now, honey, and don't touchjunior, okay? I want you to have a little edge tonight, so no boy juicein my tub. Promise?" Yesss," I said, as if I were drunk, punctuating it with a giggle and,"What did. As I drove nearer I noticed how handsome and sexy this cow boy was. I slowed down and pulled up right beside him."Howdy," I said, in a cheerful tone."Howdy, mam," the cow boy replied, he tipped the end of his brown cow boy hat a bit higher to acknowledge me."Where are you heading?" I asked. "Houston." Well, jump in. I can give you a ride to the bus station," I offered, generously."Well, thank you, mam," he said, gratefully, opening up the car door and stepped inside."I sure am grateful." No. Now back to the tiny house for some sexy fun!After we heard her car leave Fran said, “Usual house policy? Do you want me to tell him?”“Rick”, I began, “Our usual house policy is nude until morning.” Fran dropped her skirt and pulled off her Teen Idol T-shirt leaving her nude. I’m sure she got a kick of showing her nicely budding tits and smoothly shaved pubic mound. Rick gasped. “It’s totally voluntary Rick. You can stay dressed. But I won’t. I’m sure you will like it.” While he was making up. My eyes flickered to the gun before moving back to his eyes, smiling, I said, “This has nothing to do with honor. You used me. Like some two-bit thug. Why didn’t you just hire someone off the street? It would have been cheaper.” Jonathan’s soft laughter caressed my spine, “You silly girl, I needed you. I knew that you would do a good job, and I needed to know where your loyalty was. I know you. I knew you would be unable to keep yourself from investigating Marcus. I needed to know if you would.