It was all he could do to keep from crying. And bawling outloud was not the thing to do right now. How was it possible to pass as awoman so easily and...yet it was so hard to appear just being a guy? Hedidn't care if he was the strongest, most rugged guy in the world. Buteven when he wanted to just be male, Darlene said he still looked like agirl trying to pass.He felt dejected. Sure, he'd been posing as a famous runway model sincehe was fifteen. He'd been paid major money to wear designer. ”“I’ll find a way,” she replied as I was thinking how I would like it if it were to my house.We got up to the fire, I got out of my truck and all of my friends came over to say hi. When Rachel got out of my truck all the guys started talking to her and giving her drinks. About halfway through the night, a guy started hitting on me but in what looked like an odd way. I knew he was drunk and just wanted to fuck me. That’s when Rachel came over and asked the guy why was he talking to her. Lou twisted to look back over the horse's rump again. They were still there all right. They'd made the top of the ridge. Only about a mile separated them now. Still didn't seem to be in any hurry to catch him, either. Made for worry, too. After all, they knew the country a hell of a lot better than he did. One thing seemed certain in the outlaw's mind. That posse didn't act like they were going to stop until they caught him.Suddenly his horse took a misstep, throwing the desperate outlaw and. We checked in around six and dropped our stuff in the room and went out to eat. After a nice Italian dinner and two bottles of Chianti, we went back up to the room and broke out one of the bottles of wine that we had brought.The room had a hot tub which Justin got ready and we changed into bathing suits and slipped into the bubbling warm water, glasses in hand.It didn't take long for Justin to begin kissing me as I groped him under the water, rubbing and squeezing the hard lump in his suit..