Were people looking at me? Could they tell? What would they think. Greg made me so comfortable though, I didn't even care. We had such a lovely dinner... and he was a gentleman the whole time even after all that wine. I wasn't sure I wanted him to be, but it was a nice gesture. We skipped coffee and dessert, and decided to go for a walk after dinner. We walked by the river, and he took my hand as we just talked. After a few minutes, he stopped and turned me towards him. He looked deep into my. He expected fear. He always saw fear when he faced a man over guns. This man looked eager, ready to fight. He wore two guns tied down low and he stood still, watching Lang."This is between you and me, Trask. No man uses his fists on me and gets away with it. I'm here to kill you." Lang was bent at the waist staring at Emerson's hands."That's fine with me, Lang, but if Red and the weasel don't leave right now I'll have to consider them backing you." Emerson smiled back at Lang. "That means I'll. I looked across the table to see my beautiful wife smiling at Sly. Sly looking at her tits clearly showing through her sheer top. He must have noticed my surprise and asked me if I could take care of the items I had been given, I felt the bundle in my lap and yes it was her bra but as I touched it I felt it was damp. I then discovered in the bundle was also a lace thong which was rather wet. I looked at Sly and then at Mary who was giving me her horny sexy smile. I couldn't answer but just. Zack came out of the room and gave me a high-five. ‘Last thing folks,’ Bill again, ‘Tomorrow we have Elizabeth Bogush joining us for a couple of episodes. So the usual applies, treat her as part of the group. See you all tomorrow.’ There was a murmur of goodbyes from the crew and me and Zack walked over to Sarah. It was only about 3 o’clock and we decided to go grab a bite to eat. It was amazing how quickly I’d become friends with these guys. At the restaurant we were eating in, I spent most of.