She resisted the urge to cower as he leaned over her shoulder to whisper in her ear. ‘You enchanted my father. He was spellbound.’ He laid his han...s on her shoulders and slid his palms slowly down her arms. He inhaled against her neck. ‘I am not as weak as my father. You’ll not be able to weave your control over me.’ He grabbed her hips and pulled her backward, allowing her to feel his semi-hard manhood pressed against her. ‘Please,’ she answered, her voice quivering as she fought tears. She. “Take your hand out of your dress and put them both up where I can see them.”The low, angry growl was too familiar and she shivered as she obeyed.“Drop the pen, Abby.”Her hand relaxed and the fine fountain pen given to her by the new mayor of Pueblo tumbled to the floor and landed with a thud. The cold muzzle of a pistol touched her temple and she tried to hold back her flinch as a hard hand tore through her dress and jerked her Colt from its holster around her thigh.“Why have you come here,. I just remained seated on the couch, and continued to watch the porno, as my hubby brought in the other man.I was pleasantly suprised to find that the man was a little younger than both of us, and that he was rather a good looking gentleman. My hubby introduced me to Jim, and I got up off the couch to shake his hand. As I did, hubby pushed us together, and suggested that I give Jim a welcome kiss, which I did. I have to admit that I did find it a little exciting, with my husband standing there. I figured the girls were still pretty out of it, and out of respect for them and what they might think when they sobered up, I went to my room rather than back to the pool, and started unpacking. It was about an hour later, still unpacking and putting things in order, that I heard Colette yell up at me from the kitchen if I was interested in pizza for dinner and if so what kind. I came down the stairs to respond. Both girls were now in bathrobes, I still in my swimshorts and a t-shirt. As I.