"Hi, Larry," she said as he came into the living room.She was just buttoning up her shirt, and she purposely toyed with the top two buttons, enjoying ...is curiosity. She even let her eyes travel slowly down his body to the lump in his crotch."Hope I didn't interrupt anything," Larry said with a knowing grin."Of course not," John snapped."Oh... not much," Shari murmured, unbuttoning the top two buttons of her shirt again. "Actually, I was just about to model my new bathing suit for John, to see. .. look at you! Trust me, I'm not the first man to see you and remember you later." Remember me later," she said, in a sing song voice. "What a pretty euphemism for imagining that they're on top of me, and I'm helpless to resist them fucking me until they spurt." Valerie," I said. "It's a simple question. Will you marry me or not? And just in case you're worried, your answer will have no bearing on your continued welcome in this house until Dean gets your house rebuilt."She stepped up to me as. Jamie was erect; the fluid of anticipation leaked out in viscous droplets."I'm ready," she said, and reached over her head to switch off the lamp."Wait," Jamie stopped her. "Let me see you."He stepped forward, and pushed down the thin straps from her shoulders. He peeled the gown away from her breasts, letting them drape naturally on her chest. He placed his hands on them and softly stroked down from the tops and up from underneath. His thumbs caressed the nipples. He felt pleasure as she. The horses seemed to like him better than Mark. Mark and Dale wondered how the new bloke would affect their working arrangement with Mary but whom she married was her choice. They both got the impression from Mary that their jobs were safe, so they were happy.Half the cattle on the other property belonged to them and the arrangement they had with Mary, suited them and her just fine. Ben and John, however, were happy to give Marty the third degree. Mary had warned him that the Bentleys were.