The anxious, fearful eighteen-year-old girl of the previous summer had transitioned into a nineteen-year-old young lady with energy and creativity, an... a delightsome manner with her husband that brought me joy unbounded. Not to be overlooked here is the little routine that evolved between us during our working periods. Various activities in the apartment kept us busy a good part of the time. Much of her time was in her kitchen, or attending to our clothes… and, as I said, she seemed to derive. I figured that the best thing for me to do was to find a place for me to spend the night and to eat supper. I put my tired horse in a decent looking livery stable and found out that I could eat supper at the brothel. They had a restaurant along with the usual bar, and the livery stable manager recommended their food. Why not? I had to visit the brothel before I could settle on a plan.I stashed my two extra revolvers in my boots, but I left my rifle behind as I went to supper. As it was, I was. Hmmmm, she pondered. Rubbing it must be the trick. Let's see if I have really lost my mind or not. She smiled broadly and rubbed her hand carefully along the side of the lantern. At once the brass antique emitted a hum similar to the that of an electric motor, which Miriam felt rather than heard. Its surface began to glimmer like new metal and it grew warm as if it were alive. A thin wisp of pale blue smoke spewed from its spout and curled down onto the carpet at her feet. The vaporous smoke. .... you got up and told me I had a little over an hour left before I had to leave for work, and if I finished up soon, to come find you when I was done. I was almost finished doing what needed to be done when you walked back out to me, wearing a sexy white negligee. The sight of you took my breathe away and I was speechless. It was high cut thong bottom pulled up tight which didn't leave much to my imagination. I could see your beautiful curves, soft skin and the outline of everything beneath.