‘I wouldn’t move it I were you, asshole,’ the stranger said quietly. ‘Not unless you want another hole to breathe out of.’ ‘Not that I do...’t appreciate the help, but who the bloody hell are you?’ demanded Sin, still ready to fight his way out if necessary. ‘The name’s Tremaine, I own two of the ships docked here, was on my way to meet my men at the pub and noticed these here roughnecks had you ambushed. Thought I’d lend a hand, three to one just isn’t all that fair.’ He spoke with an American. 00. Well the word got around the holler, and sure as flowers on cow pies, their was his regular friends, and some ones that wanted to be friends. One by one, I could see the friend walk from the trailer back door across the gravel driveway. Hearing the crunching of rocks under his shit-kickers, and the look in his eye. Wrappp Wrappp at the door. Come on in here, you sweet thing, I always say:) Whats your pleasure. Trying to remeber Dolly Parton's Hee-Haw sayings. The first friend. The argument didn’t last as long this time, and ended in us sitting side by side in her bed, arms touching provocatively, talking about breasts in general, and hers and mine in particular. She blushed beautifully for the hour or so before bedtime, and I realized that we had reached some pinnacle in this little exercise. I could either retreat or push her over to the other side. Full speed ahead! Over the next week or so, I demanded often that she remove her bra when we were alone in our room. I. And with one pull...i throw u on the bed...**ming to sit ontop of udropping my jacket of my tux.......throwing it in the corneridd kiss u unbuttoning my shirt.....ur lips....ur neck......udd unbutton ur dress while udd feel my lips sliding down...idd kiss ur breasts....ur niples...udd feel my hot breath..going down alll the way to ur legs.udd shiver.....feeling my lips getting closser and closer...but omg u want it.....badly....u wanna feel that wet warm tongue..uwanna be eaten out .....udd.