I am normally too freaked out to let a guy even touch me. But I was all high and really wanted to have a guy feel me all over. Then there it was I hea...d the door open. I heard him flip the light switch up and down. He grunted when the light wouldn't turn on. Then he stepped into the shower he pulled the curtain and I heard him soaping himself up. My heart pumped so fast. I couldn't wait to surprise him and do somthing crazy like this. I moved from the dark toilet stall to behind the shower. We stopped at a trading post where the high plains butted into the foothills of the Rocky Mountains in June of 1866 to lay in provisions and to rest our stock and ourselves. We had been traveling steadily for six weeks and had covered at least six hundred miles.On our first visit to the trading post, JC, Sean and I met General Grenville Dodge. Dodge was a gregarious fellow and as full of himself as an overstuffed goose. Dodge was in the area surveying the route of the much ballyhooed. I waved to her and bade her approach my desk. Slowly, hesitantly she walked over to me and stood apprehensively in front of me.I leaned back in my leather reclining chair to get a long look at her. And what a contrast to the cum covered slut from the night before. Claire looked immaculate, her blonde hair flowing onto her shoulders, her makeup (dark eyeliner lightly applied and just a trace of lipstick) complementing her black figure-hugging jacket, white shirt, tight knee-length skirt,. Innocence had plenty of time to reflect on who the man was as the evening proceeded. He had paid for the two girls to stay overnight, costing what even now seemed to Innocence an enormous amount of money. Enough to pay off the television and the sofa. And that was before the inevitable tips. She and Dodie were soon to stage lovemaking in front of the man, knowing that at some time, when their client had reached his desired state of arousal, he would intervene. This was the first time she had.