My mother had to be at Myron's beck and call."They finished breakfast, Amy all the while continuing her animated conversation. Brad was surprised that...she was taking the death of her mother so well. He was hesitant to bring up the subject, but he didn't want Amy to bury the hurt and have to relive it many times over."Amy, do you want to talk about your mother? Are you really doing as well with it as you seem to be?"Amy was silent for a minute, "No, I'm fine. I made my peace with my mother. Sophie posed her in a variety of ways, each time showing more sex in the expression on her face than what she revealed of her body. A heavily shadowed uncovered breast, the crest of her buttocks as she arched her back, the hint of what lay between her spread legs from an angle that would not reveal it.“I think we may have drifted into ‘R’ territory. Are you still comfortable?”Vanessa nodded. She would do whatever Sophie asked now.Sophie took a few more shots and then announced, “I think we’ve. That ain’t part of the usual package.”I shrugged. I’d pretty much tamed down the entire town and he knew it.“Who you got in mind?”“A breed. Name of Cayuse Valdez.”Autry frowned, not liking the breed part. “Helped you with that little girl, what I heard.”“Rose of Sharon Robinson. Wouldn’t have found her otherwise.”He gazed off into the distance, no longer seeing Little River. Two different whores had told Rebecca that Autry had some political ambitions once Montana became a state. Which was. ” I stumbled over my words, like a blushing teen. “You did well, you please me. I expect great things from you, Alex.” I can’t help but love how he keeps using my name. The way he says it is so hot. I am trying to figure out his accent when he speaks. I can’t place it and it’s driving me crazy. It doesn’t even sound American. Whatever it is, it is hot! He lets one finger slip between my wet slit and touch my clit as I cry out a moan, not having been touched by a man in so long. My legs start to.