That, and the way they drew their guns as they approached in that bow-legged swagger that suggested they'd spent too much time on horseback.Fuzzy star...ed to visibly tremble, not a sign that inspired confidence in a deputy. It was perfectly appropriate for the character of Fuzzy though. The man was the quintessential comic Western sidekick."You got the badge, friend," one of the men said. "That makes you the law." What are you smilin' at?" the other asked me."Boys."I acknowledged them with a tip. His cock was stone hard, throbbing and aching. His lovely mom was sprawled back on the sofa, her legs slightly spread, and her skirt ridden up almost to her thighs. His heart was thudding, and he was breathing hard. This is the time to try it, he thought. Now is the time. He moved over and slid between her legs and began rubbing up and down, He thrust his crotch on hers, hunching his hard dick. He clutched her hips and lowered his head to her chest and pressed his face on one of her mounds. . " I can hear the suppressed laugh in his voice. I'm starting to panic now. "You're here," I squawk. "Yep! What are the odds for that? Must be fate. So let's see... from what you've described of how your look like, I should be able to find you. Well, not at the bar. In one of the booths then... Got you, pet. Stay there. I'm coming for you," he commands me. And then he hangs up. He freaking hangs up! He's coming for me! Fuck! I'm really freaking out now. I mentally check my appearance and feel. Can’t hit the right notes.”“Oh, I understand. Sara once or twice sounded like that.”Sara blushed. “No, I didn’t! When did I sound like that?”Daffy gave her a long look before replying. “It was nearly six months ago, when uncle Steve was spending a few days with us. You remember Uncle Steve, don’t you?”Her gaze flickered down at Sara’s baby bump, just for an instant, but I noticed. I think others did too.“Yes, Mum,” said Sara, lapsing into silence.“Yes ... Come to think,” Daffy continued, “I’ve.