"Yes," said Dani, letting out a deep breath.The mansion was home to close to about fifty women, the majority of them younger, slim, and beautiful. Ari... was the owner of the mansion and a woman who knew how to run things smoothly and with an iron fist. At the age of forty-five, Aria had pale skin, blue eyes, black hair, and looked exactly like Courteney Cox. One rule of the mansion was that everyone except for Aria, Bri, and Nyla had to walk around nude. Aria, Bri, and Nyla did wear clothes but. Hours passed, and when the tears would come to my eyes no more, I pushed myself up from the ground. I was weak, and my legs trembled with every step, but I managed to make it down the stairs and to the hearth. Grabbing the tongs used to move the wood around, I made my way back up the stairs into the bedroom. Slowly, carefully, I picked up the ring with the tongs and felt a slight tinge in my left hand. With haste, I lifted the ring and dropped it into the top drawer of the dresser. Moving some. I had the sense that civilization was trailing behind me, following me west. Of course white settlers had been moving in this direction for years. Decades, really.But Little River, like most of the Montana Territory was ... in between. Not yet settled down, but not the edge of the frontier any longer.Martin Bisbee, got to say this for him, did it the proper way. The polite, businesslike way. The owner of the Buffalo Cut Bar across Market Street from the Bighorn went to Mrs. Chambers first. Then. Despite her raging emotions her passion surprised and even scared her a little.When it was over Claire buried her face in his chest. "I'm in so much trouble." she said. Her hand slid to his buttocks and inside his shorts to grip a glute."I'm the teacher." he whispered back. "Why don't you let me decide whether you're in trouble or not."From somewhere she found a sliver of control. She took her hand back and put it in his chest. "Not now. Not yet. Not with the kids here. I can't."He took her.