"Bridgette was right about that last; Jemma was in her thirties somewhere and plain in the face and a little bigger than Bridgette. There were plenty ...f teens and college girls and even soccer moms present who had her outgunned. She was hanging back, wringing her hands, looking around while other women swarmed the sponsor group -- I was still outside the boiling mass around the other eight, who were more or less arranged in a circle. Every one of them had a mouth on his cock at this point --. ." Mrs. Kenner lifted her face to look him in the eye. "You took her off the case?" I did. She wasn't too happy about it, but she knows why I did it."Uncertainty clouded her eyes. "But if you already took her off the case, why did this happen? She had nothing to do with Ceres. She's not a threat."Aidan winced at the question. As much as he didn't want to tell her the truth just quite yet, he couldn't leave her in the dark. She was sharp - she had sussed on pretty quickly and definitely wanted. That banker had been such an ass when we talked to him that we were not going to ride all the way back to his bank just to be insulted again. Therefore, we pocketed the money and took the guns, etc. to sell in the next town.By the time we were through with selling our loot, we were ahead nearly $2,500, so that was a good way to start the summer of 1877. We were not nearly so annoyed with our luck as we had been when we started the morning!We never did travel all the way to Austin. We figured. It was closed as it was Sunday. They used to store piles of cotton yarn which provided privacy as well as place for us to lie down. I had it planned down.I took her there and made her to sit on a stack of cotton yarn. She was very afraid and I went near her and touched her hips. I held it and pressed against my body.I removed the top two buttons of her t-shirt to reveal her cleavage. It was the most beautiful sight i’ve seen in my life.I wanted to tear her shirt completely. I raised her violet.