Her head came up, her hair covering half her face as she looked at him."Why would it be silly?" she asked."You have your whole life ahead of you," he ...aid. "Why tie half of it up with a guy who'll just get too old to meet your needs later?"He wasn't trying to be cruel, but he didn't want her to make decisions based on only emotion. He ached for her to be in love with him, but he honestly believed that would be better for him than for her."You'd deny me the opportunity to be gloriously happy for. "For everything," was all I could say. Tom did not respond with words, he just simply eased me closer until our bodies pressed tightly together. I must have lost sense of with whom I was dancing because before I even knew what I was doing, I found myself rubbing up against him in a very non-motherly way. I could feel something rigid against my over-heated groin, and honestly hoped it wasn't just the car keys in his pocket. I can only assume Tom noticed too as his hands slowly dropped inch by. One rose has many many petals. Smooth and clingy on one side, like cling-wrap. Velvety smooth on the other. Crush a handful to release their wonderful heady fragrance. (The other wonderful heady fragrance is jasmine!) Carefully wrap one petal with the clingy side onto each fingertip. Move hand down pants. Move aside panties. Play with clit. Massage pussy. Heavenly. Petals get damp and fall off or get disintegrated? Replace with newly crushed ones. Good thing one rose has many many petals.. McWinters, their banker, did steer them to a job guarding a gold shipment from another bank.The bank in Flagstaff was transferring some gold to McWinters' bank to be kept safe while the first bank's vault was being enlarged. This was sort of a professional courtesy between bankers. There was enough gold that it was going to take several trips in a reinforced wagon pulled by oxen to complete the transfer. Since only one wagon was making the trip each time, everybody felt that Jane and Ed were.