What do you think lads? Should she show us her tits? The others howled. I looked at Freddie who was now grinning like the Cheshire Cat. No touching th...ugh! I smiled, as the little Devil on my shoulder took over. With a face of pure innocence he put his hands behind his back, Would we? As if? What sort of boys do you think we are? The others all nodded agreement. I moved onto my knees and began lifting the hem of my blue t-shirt, just a quick flash, then youll give me a beer? I asked him. The. She did most anything I needed and was often my sounding board on new ideas. I admired her mind and talents concerning my businesses, and now I was getting to see her relax somewhat. In the back of my mind she was on the list of women I would consider wife material. We toured around the cove often stopping to shake hands and greet guests. Diana would let me know when we were coming up on someone of notoriety or one of our guests so I could look like I knew them all. When I we stopped by the. When the man in front of her asked me to trade places and I stuck my super-stiff cock under her nose, she recognized my genitals and looked up at me with the biggest, sweetest smile. She hugged my waist and kissed my abdomen tenderly. “It’s about time you showed up,” she said lovingly. “I’ve been waiting for you all night.” She sucked my cock in deeply. Her whimpers of pleasure vibrated around my shaft, and it was very obvious that the man behind her was. The Colt was the old fashioned cap and ball style, so I had a couple of extra fully loaded cylinders to carry in my pockets in case I needed a quick reload.When I walked back outside, Ma saw me and that I was wearing the Colt. She said, "Hiram, you know your pa told you not to wear that gun unless he was with you. Now, you go back inside and put it where it belongs!" I can't, Ma. It's time for me to go to work swamping at the saloon, and you know that Mr. Jones said that he would fire me the.