”I smiled and replied, “Or I could just shoot the driver.”Louise said, “With an outfit like that, where do you hide the gun?”I reach into my...right boot pull out a pistol then reach into my left boot and pull out a dagger. Louise said with some awe, “You’re not messing around!”I replied, “Of course not, this is war!”I called the taxi, he arrived at the house, even opened the door for me and asked, “Where to Miss?”I replied, “The Dew Drop Inn.”I felt better about the driver when he tried to talk. As I approached, that whole day came back to me, we had made love only a few hours earlier. Afterwards we had lunch near my hotel, then came down to the village to walk around a little. Before heading back uptown we stopped at the same cafe’ for cappuccinos. We talked easily, we were never at a loss for conversation. I remember it became windy, and the air had a sudden chill to it, but sitting there talking to him and watching him smile and laugh, gave me a warmth no jacket could ever provide. . 'I can tell you need an oil change by looking at your dipstick!' I joked while stroking his rock-hard cock through the fabric of his Levi's. Jim let out a groan and told me to lay off, saying things were 'hair-trigger' down there and he didn't want to have a messy accident. It seems he had gone the entire week without masturbating in anticipation of a marathon bout of lovemaking at the ski lodge that weekend. How romantic!" "Let me tell you something. Unknowingly to her I had eased out of my clothing, I gently straddled her so I could give her back a final once over and I let my semi hard cock rest on her wet pussy I could feel her wiggling trying to get a good feel of my ever growing meat. My massaging got firmer and more intense, (Ms. Pious) tried to push her bum up to have my cock enter her, her breathing now heavy and moans apparent showed me she was ready for my now throbbing shaft to be buried deep in her. I pulled back denying her.