"True," Jack laughed, "but I'm used to it. And you have towear Debbie's pajamas tonight." Well, you have to wear Melanie's pajamas," I retorted.Jack s...iled and pulled out his regular pajamas. Jack put onhis pajamas and laughed. "I won't be wearing girl's pajamastonight. Only you will be."I didn't think it was fair that he got to wear his ownpajamas, but then I remembered that my own pajamas were fartoo big for me. So I put on Debbie's old pajamas, eventhough they were just a little too big for. Stepping back he turned his back to her, shaking his ass at her, and then he started to slowly unzip his jeans. Turning back around, he grabbed his jeans on both sides and pulled, ripping them off and letting them drop to the stage in two pieces. This left him wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of underwear that barely was able to contain his erection.Giving a few more gyrations, bumps, and grinds, Will leaned over and kissed her cheek, whispering in her ear, “Happy Birthday, Ann. The rest of. That'll be four bits. There's a hotel down the street a little ways, and the swamper kin look after him. Good day!"They got Jack to a room and made arrangements for the Negro swamper to look after him for 10¢ a day. Fortunately, Jack had some money in his money belt that didn't get lost in the accident, so he would be able to pay for his care until he recovered. Hank and Bill went to the restaurant for dinner and dropped into the saloons to hear the latest news.Mostly, they heard what they. The card was one with the inner message printed on leaves of paper bound within, and she immediately noticed that the one on the right was stuck to the body of the card with something. She ignored that curious feature, reading the handwritten message inside."I know it's early, but this isn't really a Christmas present, so I thought I'd break tradition a little. There's another card coming tomorrow with a better message, too. Look under the right side. I love you."He'd perfectly anticipated her.