Or ... what if some of the ranchers notified the U.S. Marshals about what we did, and they are after us? Or both? Or ... or all three? We need to star... making some big decisions pretty quickly, here."Maeve looked pensive for a while then said, "I hadn't thought of that, but you're right, of course. Though I don't see how those books on war can help us." A lot, if you just think about it. We are on the run so we could be called a retreating force, while those chasing us are divided into. The other couples disappeared into the bedrooms, out onto the porch, and into the cars. She and Herbert went to the beach. Herbert put a blanket down. Her gown was strapless, so fit her bosoms tightly. She was not comfortable when he lowered her to her back. Besides, she did not want telltale wrinkles on the back of her dress. So, she whispered to Herbert, “Unzip my dress, I’ll take it off.”Herbert’s brain may have been dulled by booze, but his cock got the message that her clothes were coming. He sat back on his ankles and smiled at his work. He pulled out the same knife he had used to cut her clothes off the first time he grabbed her. He sliced the shorts from hem to waist on both sides he pulled them away from her body and tossed them into the bushes. He did not bother to cut her blouse instead he ripped the front open popping the buttons all the way up to her collar. Traci was getting afraid he was not going to be as good as the first time with the aggressive action he was. It wasn't that the idea of getting off alongside another woman was shocking. I had done that before, although not for a while. I was just caught so off-guard. No one has ever come out and asked me something like that, and she's about the last person I would have ever expected that from.I ended the conversation as politely as I could and got out of there. I didn't want to make her feel like some kind of weirdo (like she tried to make me feel the first time we met), but I really had to think.