I walked over to my car, got in, waved, and headed back towards the motel. I resolved to do one thing, and that was take my gun into the room with me....Paul had been pretty clear about it, and had also said guns were prevalent. The last thing I wanted was to bring an open palm to a gun fight.When I arrived back at the motel, I parked, and before I got into the room, Paul called my name and walked over.“Turned out OK?”“The Deputy decided to do what I asked and released me.”“You’re lucky it was. . Whoa Shit!...Positioning herself filling the doorway with her luscious body still clad in the tiny yellow bikini along with the matching heels she'd retrieved for her tantalizing little escapade, long legs parted supported nicely in her... her... Chad suddenly spotted his Achilles' heel... Shezus! She's wearing those fuck me heels which always drove him insane. Arms above her head, outstretched with a hand on either side of the opening, beautiful long brown hair cascading down her tanned. You may want a wife, but what you *need* is ahusband. On some subconscious level I think you know this too, and it'sthe real reason you accepted the Count's marriage proposal." How can you say that?" I protested."Because I have eyes, and I know how the world works. In the military,with a clearly defined role, you've been protected. Out in the world,looking like you do and being as small and weak as you are, you wouldn'tstand a chance on your own. You need a protector, someone strong to lookout. Clothes were laid out for the next day, suitcases packed, laptops and literature we’d gathered were secured in our travel bags and only bare essential toiletries were around the sink.I dressed myself quickly and secured anything loose in my bag. I gathered her travel clothes and packed them along with her personal bathroom items. The travel bags fit on top of the rolling suitcases so, while awkward, I could manage both bags at the same time. I didn’t know her timetable but I did want to be done.