Don't you think I realize how lucky I am? Both you and Azalea are the kind of women most men only dream of. I know that either of you could make me ve...y happy. You're both more than I deserve. It's knowing that no matter what I do, I am going to hurt someone. And neither of you have done anything to deserve it. How did I ever get into such a mess? How do you hurt someone you love?"Courtney took her hand and lifted his face back up to where she could look into his eyes. "Darryl, listen to me. I. That bitch! His wrists and ankles were sore from the tape. He showed then to her accusingly. She rubbed them, gently clucking.“Poor Nathan,” she said. “Do I hurt you so?”He got a cigarette and sat down. He wanted to discuss it with her, but didn’t know how to put it. He had little use for head-shrinkers, he was thinking, but this was something that had him perplexed. He always figured as long as he heard the right chords when it came to sex, he didn’t care. . no, gorgeous, and she was me.I experimentally placed a hand on my chest. Underneath a tight whitetank top were these large bulges I wasn't accustomed to. I could see theoutline of thick, erect nipples. I could feel their weight and shiftingas I moved side to side. These nipples rubbed against the inside of thetight top I was wearing, and tickled... in a good way, that I wasn'taccustomed to.I looked downwards in the mirror and saw bright pink shorts covering myhips, peeking out underneath. Tess took exception to all of this and attacked him."Caleb was shaking his head, but I went on."He managed to slap Tess once, and he threw a haymaker at her that might have killed her if I hadn't got in the way. He hit me instead, so I hit him once in the stomach." Is that what happened, Mr. Arnold?" Caleb asked.Arnold was coming around now. He pulled himself up to a sitting position and said, "These filthy Indians and half-breeds shouldn't be allowed to be on this wagon train. I demand you.