We pulled out of the arena and Kathy laid a hand on my arm, "Think we coulddrop by the mall before we hit the highway?"We parked and when we got insid... Kathy led me straight into a baggage shop."I think I'd feel even closer if you had a purse I bought you," she grinned,gesturing into the shop.We spent twenty minutes and finally found a little, purple shoulder purse ofsmooth leather with silver buckles. It was quite formal and not what Iusually went for (which was something that might be seen as. We, my horses and I, left Cheyenne for the hills at daylight on a Monday, and it took all day to get well back into the hills. The distance was not that much, but I wanted to make damned sure that I was not added to that list of deceased bounty hunters. The basic terrain was the same as I remembered, but there were more trees than had been present in my former time. I figured that was due to the climate changing to less rain over the years.What I was looking for was a small cave that I. She wasn't slowing down either, neither of them were, but those Japs have a fetish for that shit anyway. Something in their blood maybe."Oh, what's this?" A woman's voice cut through the quiet, cause nobody ever talked much on those things. The only noise was the soft slurpy sucking sounds of the twins and Ransom's heavy breathing, punctuated with my own happy gasps. My girl had some serious tongue action of her own."Toys," a deep voice answered, or maybe not. It was a dull sound, clumsy and. I groaned, and knew if I stayed here any longer then I would go mad. So I would have to go into the beer-garden at the back and piss on the floor in front of the party revelers - and there I would find Donna who would have done the same I now realized.We did sneak into back-streets to piss sometimes, I recalled as I decided to move my shoes carefully without my cunt-loving knickers bringing me off to a public orgasm.Off to go Into the dark beer-garden of sin and delight"Hi sexy!" some chick.