“Not quite yet little girl.”I knew I hadn’t spanked her THAT hard. I placed my hands firmly on each ass cheek and squeezed. She wiggled her ass ...ut said nothing. I slid my hands up until my fingers gripped the waistband of her panties.“I want to see if your ass is as fine as what my cock’s been imagining Elaine!”“No! You can’t do that!”“Just watch me girl!” and with that I slowly peeled her panties down. She bucked and twisted but that only helped the panties on their journey. First there was. There were two new girls that were younger but they were whoring out of necessity like Flossie had done. They were ready for a different life. Rachel later told Flossie that the saloonkeeper was madder than hell at her for stealing his best moneymakers.The agency put four newly reformed whores on a train and this time the ranch wagon was quite full of females and luggage. There weren’t enough horses so they’d drawn lots to see who accompanied Adam to the station. Flossie couldn’t even go. One. "I grumble as I unzip my bag, slide out into the cold night air, pick up my boots and shake the hell out of them in case a snake or something crawled inside one of them, put my boots on and ask, "Stacy, where should I make pee?"Stacy grumbles her answer, "I don't care just as long as it's far enough away that I don't have to smell it tonight or step in it tomorrow morning."I remember something else and ask, "Stacy do you have any paper???"I can't fucking believe it! Samantha came out here. I gently slid my hand up her side and let it rest with my wrist touching the side of her breast. When she didn’t object, I slid my hand over her chest and cupped her firm breast. I gave a gentle squeeze, and she moaned softly into my mouth.I gently massaged her breast and decided to test the limits. I moved my hand to her side and slid it down to her hip. As I started moving it towards her stomach, she broke the kiss.“No,” she whispered. “Not that far.”“Sorry,” I replied.I moved my hand back to.