Much to the dismay of my fans, I only published one book a year because of my job and my business. A hushed squeal caught my attention. I looked over...in time to see Marylyn hurriedly fixing her hair and checking her make-up in a hand mirror. Rolling my eyes, I pushed over a few books on the shelf to create a peephole. Matt stopped by the checkout desk giving Marylyn a charming smile as he talked with her. My eyes roved over his sculpted body. The tight fitting t-shirt left nothing to the. .what do you ..”, she stammered, as he took her in his arms and kissed her thoroughly. She felt her body moulding to her, and as they franticly kissed, she kicked the door shut and grabbed at his belt, undoing to draw out his lovely fat cock, which grew to its full erect size in no time at all. They made love right there, against the front door, her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist as his cock pistoned into her, their bodies crashing into each other, his pubic bone rubbing hard. I knocked and she opened the door in her black lace bra and matching thong and said that they were going to shower and were on there way. I sat in the chair that was in the corner by the window when there was another knock at the door. She opened it peeking her head around the cracked door and then opened it as the two of them walked in. They were both taller, blue collar looking guys who Brittany introduced to me as they began talking with her as they walked towards the bed. Mike began. "Daddy's grandfather died there disputing title with a bunch from Denver. Even though he died his sons settled the argument and more of the Denver bunch died than us. With the title secure my grandfather and his brothers ranched the place. Did good, too."Durango and Silverton had a little railroad. My people shipped cattle east and also sold some to the miners. Their cattle drives were 18 miles to Durango. Money changed hands and then it changed hands again with a trip to the houses. The uncles.