You bat your dark eyes as you look up, tugging at my zipper. I lean down and whisper loud enough for the worker to hear, "You are a naughty slag." I r...n my fingers up the back of your neck and through your silky hair, then bite your ear, tugging on the crystals hanging from the lobe. Seeing the woman finish and place your other hand under the lamp I pull you up by the back of your mini skirt, off the stool, forcing you over the table. I run my hand down your arm to hold it steady, not wanting. The next thing Tayolr was back and sitting the other side of me, Josh broke our kissing, Mrs C he said there's your drink I took it off Taylor and took a very large mouthful, that's right Mrs C drink it all down, I did as requested swallowing my drink in very large mouthfuls, Josh and Taylor both had their hands on the top of my legs gentle rubbing massaging my inner thigh, I lay back and let them continue I was enjoying it, Then Josh said hey Mrs C you did not show us the presents we bought. We engaged in small talk again as we ate, the talk eventually turning to their lunch with Derek and I the previous day. To my complete amazement, they both talked as though they were now very excited at the prospect of posing for him, whether in glamorous, sexy shots of their own or with Alli for some of the photos for Derek’s erotica book project. That was a complete turnabout from where Michael had left off at the end of lunch, and I stared at him in astonishment. “You’re actually giving. Now, that was sumpthin' we didn't take kindly to. One of the hands, Old Hank, was a right sharp tracker who could track almost anythin' almost anywhere. Jake organized a bunch of the hands to go with Old Hank and him to try to track down the rustlers. Well, I kinda thought that I was gittin' kinda soft sittin' around on my dignity, soz I decided to go with them. I saddled up old Jack and went along fer the fun of it.Jake had this trip planned right—he had a couple of pack mules and a cook goin'.