He went on, ‘Then you made up your mind to skip out. You hated me, and rightfully so. I knew then, if I couldn’t have you, I could try to protect ...ou. I know there are some men who’d want to kill you if they couldn’t have you, but not me. I wanted to fix things. You know, make it right.’ He knew he was running out of ways to say what he meant, ‘Look I tried. See. I bought them off. That didn’t work. So I bought them off again. That’s where it stands now. If that doesn’t say anything about me. I kept my hand on the glass, but left it on the table. I wanted to see how the beer would affect me before I drank any more of it."You guys come here a lot?" I asked."Every payday," Dave said, "Regular as clockwork. We come to drink beer and meet pretty girls like you." To emphasize that he was talking about me, Dave patted my knee under the table."Why thank you, Dave," I said. "How nice of you to say." Dave's hand was still on my knee, just resting lightly. I wondered how long it would be. " I admitted to her as I caressed the breast she put my hand on."I'd say you were feeling special now." She giggled as she pushed back against my growing cock. "After I start my pills we can spend these mornings making love. It will be soon, I promise. In the meantime there is a little something we might both enjoy." She said sexily as she began to scoot down my body, under the covers."Oh Gail, Godddddd, you little minx. Not before I pee, please. I couldn't hold off." I warned her.She kissed. She wanted to kiss, lick and finger fuck that juicy cunt."All I want is to win that $1million and if it means fucking both of you, so be it," was all she said. Celeste could see there was a painful past hidden behind those words and a pair of beautiful blue eyes."I want to get some experience for my novels," was Sam's excuse."How will you use your naked experience with two women in your Western stories?" queried Naomi."That genre is dead. I want to write erotica. At least I can enjoy writing.