Sam asked Z to pick three of her 10 studs to begin with and had the other 7 to stand in line. I stopped just short of coming i... that fluffer’s loving mouth and said “I think you have to go to work now. Take the guy in line closest Z and get him ready.” Sam placed her number one choice, a well hung dude, on his back and led a well-wetted Z up to lay on the top of him. He inserted his large tool, Z’s top choice, into her well heated Honey Pot. . It must be quite nutritious.”I look down and scan their midsections, noticing the hard bulges pressing against their work pants. At least one of them is quick on the uptake and smiles back at me, lowering his hand to his front and brushing his fingers over the bulge.“A lunch likes this prepares for the hard work coming up,” he says with a grin.I step up to him and place my hand there. “I’d like to see you guys do some work,” I say and squeeze the hard pole through his pants, “instead of wasting. We provide a safe and discreet way to purchase it. We deliver it to the patient’s door and only in quantities that are misdemeanor charges, if a patient’s house is ever raided. If the patient is even more paranoid, I can arrange a dead drop delivery, so that we never have to meet at all,” I informed my new friend Kat. “The down side is our minimum purchase is a double dime bag of the prescription grade pot. It contains about two grams of all naturally grown weed. We grow it so I know what is in. Damned nuisance, leaving carcasses littering the prairie to rot!" Where might I find Lieutenant Dobbs?" asked Stone patiently."They just got back," said Cotton. He turned to the adjutant. "Show the Marshal to Dobbs," he said shortly."Thank you, Sir," said Stone.Finding Dobbs more difficult than it should have been. That was due to the surge of new soldiers that were swelling the ranks of the 19th Kansas Cavalry. Most of the newly arrived men were still living in tents, as barracks hadn't been.