I simply wanted to cuddle her, but settled for rubbing soap onto her shoulders and tracing patterns in the suds on her shoulders, and onto her neck an... arms. The touch of her soft skin dispelled any doubts I may have had. The bulge in my pants was massive, but I was afraid to slip my hands beneath the surface of the water to discover her body further. I took heart from the way she seemed to be relaxed beneath my touch. Still shy, but the initial tension had gone from. This would take the ranch to the next level as women started to ask Blanche if she could arrange for men to be invited, only to impregnate the women after which they could leave again. Blanche agreed after setting up some ground rules and contracts and so it happened that the first man set foot on the ranch.One of the regulars, Grace, a 27 year old black haired woman who Clair loved to be with, was sleeping curled up in the barn with an also sleeping Clair in her embrace, when she suddenly felt. .. haven't eaten yet. I guess I could," she heard herself saying."Good," Shontay sounded relieved. "I'll see you in a few seconds." Are we 'dressing' for dinner?" Laura joked, suddenly wondering if that sounded too risqué."Wear what you've got on. Willie won't care, and I won't notice." Be right there."Laura went to the mirror and combed her hair and washed her face, so that she would appear more fresh and vibrant, feeling a little end-of-day fatigue. She blinked and scrutinized her. I nodded and stepped back, expecting River to step forward. Instead it was Spray who did."Hello Link." She said. "I see you still are stuck on believing your own lies. You are no match for Baron McKesson, so you will have to match yourself against me, I guess."The young man who had blindsided me stood, staff in hand and a snarl on his face, waiting."If the Baron were fighting you..." Spray said, a sudden snap of her staff slapping Link across a shoulder with a stinging blow."He would have you.