Kate would bet all her millions that Dante hadn't an ounce of fat on him. She raised her champagne flute to her lips and took a small sip without taki...g her eyes off of Dante. Damn, what she would give to have a man like Dante, even if it was for one night. Too bad the stud was taken, she thought to herself as her eyes fell to her best friend, Summer James.Summer had thrown a big party just so everyone could meet the mystery man she had been seeing for the past 8 weeks. Up until this evening,. I bet you guys wouldn't let all of this just slide, right? So did I. I made up my mind. I just needed to wait for the right occasion to make her pay once and for all. Remember I said I was a nerd? Why not use it against her? Her notebook was facing her bed, so I just needed to wait until she'd forget to turn that thing off on one of these days she had one of her poor catamites over. I bet you guys have heard of that tiny little lens built in every notebook on top of the screen called webcam ,. The cattle drive was an effort in boredom. There was occasional relief — a near stampede caused by a rattlesnake; a couple of bushwhackers who sought payment and were paid in lead; and a two-day stretch of nothing but rain and wind.But in Kansas, things took a turn.It was the second day after the group's arrival when Jacob felt a hand on his shoulder.Most of the others had spent the night before in the saloons and brothels, making up for time lost on the trail. It had been four weeks since all. They all turned around when they saw the headlights and the van pull up in the car park. Being a white Transit van they must have thought it was council and ignored us.I looked at at Jordan and asked "what do you think?"Jordan shrugged her shoulders and said "Why not. There might be some decent cocks out there."I opened the back of the van and Jordan climbed in and got settled. I shut the back up and walked towards the group. Two stood up while the rest just continued talking."What do you.