Kelly had short blonde hair and bright green eyes and her baggy white shirt and short black skirt hang down on her little frame, she sat down excitedl... as I passed the smoke.She took a deep hit and I could see the tension rise from her body and she exhaled and sat back in the chair, I was so glad it hit her the way it did and that she feels so much looser now.As her head went back on the chair and her eyes closed while she savoured the feelings running through her head I looked down as her. Brown calling to ask a favor of me, she said she had to go out for several hours leaving her young son Mike and his friend home alone and asked if I would mind checking in on them while she was gone. I told her I would be happy to look after them while she was gone. I finished my coffee and looked at the clock seeing that it was almost 8:30 and I figured the boys should be awake by now so I went next door to see how they were doing. Without knocking I walked in and looked around for them but. Could anything be further than his comfortableboxers? At least they weren't thongs.His pussy twitched between his legs, and he pulled off his jeans,revealing his boxers, a wet spot on the front. He pulled that off too,revealing his wet mound and its triangle of soft blonde curls. Therest of his clothes followed in quick succession, and he shrugged onhis bathrobe, grabbed his shower basket and headed to the commonshowers. It was a relief to not feel his boxers rubbing anymore, buthe could. Dammit, word really gets around fast when it is about somebody getting shot at.I was in no hurry to get back to the Bar 59 until supper time, so I spent an hour or so in a couple of different saloons. I was asked about it, and I did admit that I was the shootist hired by Rogers. That shows you how naïve I was! As I got older, I learned to keep my mouth shut, but not at this early age. I simply did not know that it would make any difference.Anyway, as I was leaving the second saloon to return to.