Pat's Dad was thrilled to see the shots that were being sent out. I guess the staff and Pat have been talking you up since you left. They are almost o...t of the thermal sweatshirts. Everyone at the resort heard you are wearing one." Hey they should be. The sweatshirts are great. They are toasty warm and fit nice. I just wish there were more colors. You need reflective strips so that they can be worn for running and biking. I love the way they pull moisture from your body while you are working. "Not after everythingyou've done. They told me what happened on the night dad died. You weretrying to blackmail Miss Sutton into changing the will. That's why she randown to the breakwater, to get away from you."I stagger away from her, unable to believe what I'm hearing."I don't know who you've been talking to," I pant, "but they were lying." Were they? I've seen one of the letters you wrote to her. And I know allabout the casket, and the reason you sent it. Personally I think you'regetting. . I’m telling you, I never even thought about women doing the things those four women did to each other.”“Did you know the two women?”“I don’t know them, but they’re the same two young Mexican women who would come see the sisters at the ranch while the old man was gone.”Hoyt was able to pick up short skips of the trail Marshal Walker had told him about. There had been many other horses through here, along with the Marshal and his deputies. He found where the Marshal and his men had turned back.. The feeling is fantastic and erotic. He manages to push me back onto the bench and hikes up my skirt. This is what I have been waiting for all day, and I am so wet and ready. My body is yearning for him, his fingers, his cock, anything. He pulls my underwear aside and slides two of his dingers into me. I arch my back and let out a moan. It feels so good. He leans forward and gives me another heart stopping all consuming kiss before he takes his fingers out, he pulls away and I look up to see.