Within minutes of them leaving, I'm hit by a wave of nausea, and everything begins to spin uncontrollably. In my bid to lose my reservedness, I'd over...hot the mark and consumed more than I could handle. Liam had told me to stay put, but I need water. I won't be going far with the bar set up in the other room, so I should be back before he knows it. I quickly tidy myself up and remove the bells, which I toss onto the floor, before cautiously making my way over."One water, please, but hold up on. Unfortunately, Marshal Brady could not be more specific than that, and those hills were well known to be the resting place for several bounty hunters. That was what was keeping any enterprising bounty hunter from going after Hosser.I thanked him and went to the nearest saloon to see if I could stir up more useful information. I wound up talking to six different bartenders that day, but I didn’t have much more information than the marshal had given me. I figured that I had enough money to carry. I was spent, i nearly fell over on the spot, but i held myself up with the help of the counter. “Dam girl where did you learn how to give a blowjob like that, your only 12 years old for christs sake,” i stammered still breathing hard. “I watch Jessica and you all the time, you’ve just never seen me” she responded. I was dumbfounded, the 12 year old whore was spying on me. “So are you going to do anything in return for me or do i have to do it myself?” she asked. Before i could respond she sat. As he climbed the stairs he noticed the sound of a hairdryer coming from the Master bedroom. That figures. It's nearly noon and that lazy bitch probably just got out of bed. Blow-drying her hair for her tennis undoubtedly. Well, you dumb cunt, you won't be playing tennis on my dime much more.What was odd was that the hairdryer sound was steady, not the normal whoosh-whoosh-whoosh of his wife moving it about her head. She must have left it on and gone out. Of course. Fucking useless bitch can't.