”“Hmmm, intrigue,” Brent whispered. “Now you really have my interest.”“Have I?” she replied with a wink.It may have been the alcohol, or...maybe the need to tell a virtual stranger, but Brent felt that Kimberly was near to confiding in him something she hadn't even told her best friend. As she sat close to him on the sofa his eyes discretely glanced over her sexy body as they talked. Her perky breasts amply filled out her near skin tight t-shirt which was almost long enough to cover her tight. "OK, it shore looks like self defense ta me. I'll take care of cleanin' up the mess."Joe picked up the ledger and a cash box that was on the floor next to the over sized chair. He brought it to the bar and we looked inside the cash box. There had to be $4,000-$5,000 in there in paper and gold! We took the ledger and cash box and skedaddled before the marshal got back. He sure was going to be pissed when he couldn't find that cash box!Joe helped me on my horse and we rode SLOWLY back home. Lupe. But they were gone and I was disappointed. Sorry guys, you really should've hung around a little longer.Being on show for the three guys gave me an idea. I walked past hubby and out of the hotel room door. I stood and posed in the corridor, knowing (hoping?) that anyone could turn the corner. I went for a little walk and arrived at the top of the stairs, with hubby still shooting. Sadly no one was around, but I returned to the room feeling incredibly excited.I sat back on the window sill,. "Oh, so you like that, do you?" "Mmmm," I whispered, rocking gently back and forth as his fingers lightly caressed my skin. The feather-light pressure he applied was perfect. Gradually more of the pads of each fingertip were introduced, and he made his way slowly all over my back and ass, and up and down the back of my thighs. Sitting on the edge of the table directly behind me, he soon introduced both hands, moving as mirror images of each other. He flattened them, using his palms and fingers.