He then seized his knife and cut them away, throwing them onthe floor along side her tattered blouse. He paced back and forth in front of Julie. ?Well...Doug, yourpure, innocent wife says that she hates all of this. That she finds itdisgusting. Do you believe that? Well, I don?t, and I can prove it!? He then quickly reached back under her skirt and pushed twoof his fingers between her pussy lips, careful not to disturb her hymen. Thatwas reserved for later in the evening. When he withdrew his. She told him that she’d been thinking about the previous night and their friendship. She told him that she could see the way things were going and she really wasn’t disappointed. With a knot forming in the pit of her stomach, she asked him if he’d like to make love to her. He looked at her with astonishment on his face, and said that it would be the answer to his prayers. She told him that she had been thinking about him also, but that he could only do it this one time. She didn’t want it to. He checked in back at the paddock and saw his mules and horses. Their coats shone in the early morning sunlight. They had all been recently brushed and even possibly bathed. Ruth saw him and trotted over to where he stood.Waite said "Hey there, Ruth. They treating you right over here?"He took the apple out of his pocket that he'd taken for the side table in the lobby of the hotel. He cut up the apple and fed it a piece at a time to Ruth. The other stock in the paddock saw what was going on and. She said I should let Margo and Margie stay with me for company and warmth and she would catch a ride back to her place with the other ladies.I thanked her for that idea but said I was reluctant to try to make the two girls stay in the old shabby bunk house. But she insisted it was a good idea. “Those girls are used to just about any kind of environment.” She said she had plenty of stories to tell on them, with a twinkle in her eye, and how they were more worldly than I might guess.So with no.