And almost as nervous as our first show early the previous year. We hit the stage and Ben opened with,"Hey everyone, special guests and all you regula...s. We're The Wanderers. Let's rock!" I'd decided to let them get a taste of the show before the big moment. We played well enough. I could see Mrs. Clarkson holding her ears. Mr. Clarkson leaned on the bar sipping scotch and taking it all in. Roscoe had made room for Carrie to get to the stage. Now we were ready, I hoped. Ben,"I understand one of. I didn’t have a plan, I just knew if I didn’t get lost in a hurry my cowboy days were over. Even with the heavy growth of tress alongside the river I could hear the yelling and pounding hooves of a posse forming, but looking back at the stockyards I couldn’t see anyone. If I could lose myself along the river I might get away from them unseen. My more immediate problem was the intense burning in my side that cried for relief. The bullet had torn through my left side a couple inches over my belt. What happened last night shouldn't happen between mother and son, but when I said you were a lot like your father... Well, in some aspects you are, and in others, not so much." I am completely lost by what she is saying and just stare at her as if I understand, hoping she will stop.It didn't work. "What I am trying to say is: it seems you got my sex drive, and a slightly better build than your father. He was a great man, but he never could keep up with me." I could feel my face burning, and she. If both went to maximum at the same time it wrung another orgasm out of my almost-exhausted body. If both went to minimum or off at the same time, I groaned in despair from the lack of stimulation. And if one were at minimum and the other at maximum or both held at just above mid-range, then I would be begging the program to give me just a little more so I could go over the top.I was lying there with my eyes closed, grunting, groaning and chanting, “Please, please, please make me cum!” when I.