‘What were you pouring into me last night?’ ‘How the hell do I know, and who are you?’ ‘I’m someone who’d better get to the bathroom in ... hurry or you’ll be wearing whatever it was that you forced down my throat.’ She scrambled out of the bed and sprinted out of the room. There was a loud thumping noise. ‘Fuck! That’s not where I left the toilet!’ This was followed by the sound of her trying another door that must have been the right one because the next sound was of her calling for her friends. It turns out my guess was fairly accurate, but I wouldn’t know that until Jones returned a week later.After my best bath yet in Old El Paso, I dressed in my charro suit, put on my way cool silver spurs and walked over to the stables for Melosa. I saddled my filly up with her new rig, stuck my gunbelt and pistol in her old saddle bags and slung the new saddlebags across her butt too. I was bringing the saddle bags, because they were bulging with presents for the Lopezes, thanks to a buying spree. ? No, Cait. I said you have to take me.”“Oh” she said. “Right, I'll get ready.” And I said “Never mind, I'll get Tobe to do it.”Not that I thought he was ready to go but at least he wouldn't insist on thirty minutes to put makeup on and so I ran over to their room and now Lucy was sitting on her dresser, the one she had brought from her mom's place, and she still kept all her dolls on it exactly the way they had always been but now they were s**ttered all over and she had her legs on Tobey's. I will pay you for the help.’ I smiled at her ‘That wont be necessary. Just pop the trunk for me and I will hurry to get you back on your way home.’ ‘Thank you very much,’ she said as she was reaching for the trunk latch. I walked to the back of the car and was already well soaked just from our short conversation. I opened the trunk and pulled out the spare tire and was surprised to see a hydraulic jack in the trunk as well. That was the touch of a man for sure. Most women just leave the.