At first I hoped for the best, especially since Scotty was now dressed in jeans, boots, and a nice western shirt. As soon as he said hello though I kn...w things hadn't turned out as well as we'd hoped."Hello Billy Joe. Have you and Carl been hunting?" he asked, and it was a normal enough question but was still the same old Scotty from last night."No, we went out to meet some more of the guys from Graveyard," I said."What did they want," Scotty asked, and it was clear that he hadn't really missed. "Congratulations, young fellow." Thank you, sir," William said as they shook hands. Captain Adams was the most senior of the three men with whom he was drinking."One of those extraordinarily attractive young women that were always hanging on you in London?" Captain Carter asked. "This young dog, friends, always seemed to have two or three women vying for the next dance."No, sir." William blushed. "My brother's widow. Lady Caroline Stanhope." Not the Lioness?" Adams asked."Yes, sir." The. ’ He put one hand on her shoulder, and the other on her chest, right over the girl=s heart, felling it racing fast. ‘Everyone is scared of the things they have never experienced.’ He said soothingly, as his hand slipped down to caress Sandra=s breast. ‘We will let you free from all sorts of fears.’ The voice that had been ominous just a few moments ago was now gentle and kind. The touch that she was so afraid of, was now warm and comforting, stroking her, making her feel good. Lazlow slowly. Our bare thighs pressed together. Before I knew it happened he was leaning to the backrest of the lounge and I was leaning back into his chest. The mellowing effects of the weed combined with the stimulating effects of the scotch made it seem right. I have no idea what we had been talking about but I brought it back to me asking about the married white ladies he screwed. “Who was your favorite?”“Well, my ultimate married white lady I haven't had yet.” The humid air felt good. Beads of sweat.