Alys comes to rest beside me."Nosis," she whispers. "What do you know about Holliday?"I give a giggle of hysteria. I am running on empty and she wants...references to her love life. "Good man, funny humor, do not let him drive. And make sure he does his own laundry." I rattle off the first few things that run through my mind."Oh" she says sounding disappointed.I grin to myself and add. "You should ask Diana, she grew up with him." I give her hand a comforting pat. "I am still learning everyone's. They hitched their horses in front of what looked to be the best cantina in town and went in, with Sean going in first. He looked carefully around and then called to Ezra, in Spanish, "It's clear, Don Pedro." Ezra sauntered in, the very picture of Mexican haughtiness.Ezra sat at a table and Sean went to the bar. "Your best tequila for the Don."Sean carried the drink over to Ezra and then took his place standing behind and to the right of Ezra's chair, all the time keeping an eagle eye on the. I quit talking now and just stared at him. I uncrossed my legs and opened them ever so slightly. He noticed. His hand moved slowly off the dress to my leg encased in a silky pair of thigh highs. He paused for my reaction. His fingers swirled lightly on my thigh and moved ever so slightly toward my inner thigh. I was past the point of subtle and raised my right leg up and dropped it over his left leg as I shifted more tightly to him. The dress rode higher on my hips. His fingers. ” He slapped her hard on her round ass again and she moaned slightly and squeezed the pump again. He grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her upright into His arms. He whispered softly into her ear “you’ll use those fuck holes as you’re instructed. They belong to Me.” Hearing this, the slow burn she felt deep inside began rising again. She turned slightly and saw Him grinning at her and knew she wasn’t in any real trouble.He pushed her back down on all fours and ran His fingertip around the.