We will take a room at a hotel,” Theresa said. I looked up and down the street.We’d better stay here at the station hotel. I don’t think anythin... else is safe. What year is it?“Twelfth May 1870. We are in Laramie City. We need to get off the street.”No kidding. Hustle the girls into the station. There’s a hotel entrance from inside.“Where is your husband then, girl?” the short man pressed on.Knife? Gun?“Boot and bag. You drive.” I took control of Miranda’s body and stepped between shorty and. “Maybe!” she said as she undid the cuffs and re-cuffed me with them behind me. In the living room Lucida pushed me to my knees then pulled her skirt up baring her sweet pussy. “Ya show me what ya worth gringo.” She snapped the slapped me. I wasted no time and dove into her bush and her puffy lips. She tasted musky and sweaty as I lapped her pussy and she looped her whip around the back of my neck and pulled me tight to her. “That’s it gringo lick me.” Lucida said pushing her hips forward and I. , flat tummyand bare pussy. He could see parts of her gold chains she always wore. " So what's for breakfast ?" she asked smelling what was cooking on the stove. " Well your having morning mash. I'm debating on morning mash or some more of you." "How about me later and food now. And yes I insist" she replied. One thing she loved about him was he could do it with her at just about anytime. With that said all John could do was a playful pout as he got the plates and forks. As they were. This about turning things over to you?”“Yeah.”“Joanne will be here soon,” Joe looked at the digital wall clock. “I should probably get ready.”“She going to want to meet with me?” asked Rachel, sounding nervous.“Later. After the meeting. Or tomorrow, depending how tired she is.”“Or how much loving she needs,” Rachel smirked.“That too,” said Joe, looking at Eddie.Eddie laughed. “She’s a needy lady, which always surprised me. How confident and capable she is.”“No one can be that all the time. I.