” Insulted, disappointed and upset she adamantly tells me “I liked you and thought we were having fun. I hoped we might see each other again. For ...hat you call me immature, naive or a fucking tease? You’re a total asshole!” Up until now, although disappointed, I had been nice. Honest and blunt perhaps, but nice. Now, I was a bit pissed off. “Fuck you little girl! You were all over me from the start acting horny and hot to trot all night, kissing and rubbing on me while I drove and making out. Don't you,James?" she asked me. I didn't want to offend her by pushing her away,and I did like the feeling of her rubbing my slacks against the pantiesand hose. I did suggest that we really shouldn't be hugging each other ina work environment, but she just blew that statement off. "Don't get yourbig girl panties all in a bunch," she laughed as she broke away from thehug and started walking back to her desk.As it was Friday afternoon, the office environment was a little morerelaxed and I was. He had looked around through bleary eyes. A dress, the one Sally had been wearing at the party was draped across the dressing table chair. Someone was moving around outside the room and then Sally walked in. She had a short, lace dressing gown on, unfastened, and otherwise, she was naked.“Morning!” she said in a cheerfully.“Er, Hi, morning,” responded Steve rubbing his eyes.“Coffee?”“Please, black, two sugars, please.”Sally left and came back in a few minutes with a steaming mug. After placing. Now, that was sumpthin' we didn't take kindly to. One of the hands, Old Hank, was a right sharp tracker who could track almost anythin' almost anywhere. Jake organized a bunch of the hands to go with Old Hank and him to try to track down the rustlers. Well, I kinda thought that I was gittin' kinda soft sittin' around on my dignity, soz I decided to go with them. I saddled up old Jack and went along fer the fun of it.Jake had this trip planned right—he had a couple of pack mules and a cook goin'.