“Come on.” Neil hurried her, “I’d like to see it.”She didn’t know what to do. There was only one thing she could do.Her fingers fumbled at...the blouse buttons. Then after pushing the strap off her shoulder she cupped and lifted her right tit out of its cup. Then had to pick up the presentation from where she paused.She could feel the eye’s on her. Six guys not interested in what she was sayings, but transfixed by her exposed breast. A humiliating yet slightly strange feeling.She did her best to. "Oh, come off it. I met this guy before. He is more 'regular people', than anyone I have yet met in this palace," Trayla said.It was amazing what this young waif was saying. She seemed to be a natural when it came to dealing with people. When I had first met her, she was in trouble but still feisty. Nothing had seemed to change.I sat Mariel down and we ate. The meal was good. The potato salad was a hit, as well as the Jello. Nothing beats Cherry Jello if you ask me."That was a great meal, your. ”Greg was belly laughing, “It wasn’t what you think, girls.”I added, “Yeah, it only lasted like 10 to 15 minutes.”Sarah pulled off me, “FIFTEEN MUNUTES! Aaaarggh! That’s more than you sometimes kiss US!”“Bud, you just keep getting us in deeper and deeper,” Greg said, sotto voice.“I don’t want to shatter y’alls fantasy, but Greg and I never tongue tangoed or even swapped spit! It WAS an open mouthed kiss, however and we WERE pretty emotional at the time.”The three girls were spellbound, looking. “Everyone thinks the Boothill Graveyard was named for the occupants. They’d have you believe that the graveyard is full of people who died violent or sudden deaths and were buried with their boots on. In truth, the graveyard was named Boothill in the 1920’s, not the 1800’s, and named after a cemetery in Dodge City. They hoped it would bring tourists to Tombstone. It didn’t.”“Huh.”We walked along and I observed, “The 1881 gunfight at the OK Corral didn’t actually happen at the OK Corral. It.