I want us all to still be friends and I need help getting through this." I really don't know what to do but it's okay with me if you want to make love...with Steve. Um, I'd like to be with you two if you do it, if that's all right with you?" Yeah, that's fine with me," and Steve rolled toward me, got up on his elbow and gently kissed me running his tongue between my lips as he slid his hand up under my sweatshirt and began gently rubbing my stomach. It felt so nice and relaxing, the wine helped,. Hey, your other friends will be getting on the bus soon. I'll head out so they can sit next to you. See ya, man."Frank grinned impishly one last time and headed to the back of the bus.Jason took a deep breath and let it go in a noisy sigh. He had been tempted for a moment to take Frank up on that invitation. Of all his reasons for doing so, most of them had to do with wanting to see exactly how much damage Frank had done and understand what they were up against.It was the remaining reasons that. Ann rode inta town with me in the carriage. I wuz happy ta see that she was wearin' her pistol without no promptin'. Since I wuz carryin' so much money, I thought it wuz prudent ta take my rifle along. I jumped out of the carriage at the bank, an' Ann went on ta do some more shoppin' for the weddin'. I wuz beginnin' ta be very happy that I wuzn't payin' fer the shebang.I spent an hour or so with Pa in his office. I told him about how I had tracked down Jubal Atkins an' what he was doin' when I. She thanked him but reminded him that she was waiting for friends. Jeff limped off like a whipped puppy, but still a smile on his face. Brian smiled too and thought to himself ‘Two down, one to go!’It wasn’t long before the guitarist showed up at Teresa’s table. His name was Keith. He looked like a bluesman in his tight leather pants and shirt undone to reveal a hairy chest. He approached the table with another glass of wine and a water for himself. He sat down and handed Teresa the wine. She.