Would you like to play, Molly?" he pondered. "Yes," I let him know. As thoughts of an innocent game came to my head, the question came out. "Truth or ...are?" he asked. "Truth," I replied. "Did you lose your virginity to someone you loved?" he wanted to know. A touchy subject came right out of the gate, but he received an honest answer. "No, I did not. Two years ago, we moved too quickly, but I have no regrets," I confessed. Hopes of him avoiding that subject came upon me. His fingers came to his. "Remove your bra, I want to see your tits, I want to watch you pinch and pull your hard nipples.I slowly reached behind my back and deftly unclasped by bra, allowing it to fall, freeing my breasts, my hands then moving back up cupping them, then I ran my hands over my sensitive skin before concentrating on my straining nipples, gently pinching them between my thumb and forefinger, tugging at them, rolling them between my fingers. My pussy was on fire by now my legs starting to open. Looking. " You actually came from the lamp?" Patrick said. "You're not a--" Yes," Cornelius said. "I am what is commonly known as a genie."Patrick snorted. "An Irish genie? I must be going mad. I thought you genies were supposed to be different, you know, sort of big and blue and--" Yes, that's the standard issue," Cornelius said. "However, things worked out a bit differently in my case." I can see that," Patrick said. "Just how did you get into that lamp?" Oh, it's a long story," Cornelius said. "You. FIRE!" and 8 shots rang out. Again, horses in the first and second rows fell, John couldn't tell how many. The powder smoke was already beginning to obscure their vision. By this time, the Comanches were only about 30 yards out. John ordered, "SWITCH TO PISTOLS! FIRE AT WILL!"The rattle of pistols firing lasted for a full 2 minutes as the Indians rode up, milled around out in the open, firing their arrows, and then rode off. "CEASE FIRE!" John roared. By this time, the powder smoke was so thick.