“Okay. Okay. I get the idea,” Morales grumbled as he backed off a few yards more. As the wind shifted and the rain increased into a downpour, Mora...es adjusted his hood to allow him to see a little better. Finally, as night began to creep upon them, he saw a dark form move partway out of the bushes. He had opened his mouth to ask Lobo what was going on, when he realized that there were two barely-seen forms emerging from the brambles.“Oh, shit,” he whispered.Lobo made a quiet, almost pleading. "It doesn't seem like much," I said softly."It's not, in and of itself. The people were the important part, not the place. That's usually true anywhere you go." I suppose," I admitted. "What's next?" The Green Horn Creek house." Serenity did a careful but quick 180 degree turn in place. The Obsidian Arcturus was Obsidian Motors latest in their long line of high-powered street-to-orbit private grav cars. It had been waiting for us at the gravport when we'd arrived a few hours earlier. I'd. He did ask about lodging. I told him that there was a foreman's house ready and waiting for him whenever he was ready to move in. He asked if he could use a wagon, and I said that wouldn't be a problem.Sam got his horse and we all three rode out together back to my homestead. It was an easy ride and I got to know the man and his humor much better. He gave as well as he got. Jesse would get him on something, and Sam got him right back. The thing about it was, it was quite funny. I was in. I moved right away to her side and ran my hand over her back and ass. She had no panties on, NOTHING beneath the silky-feeling thin fabric dress. I feel her pussy thru the fabric. I felt her tits...same. No bra.Perky little tits, prominent nipples.I rubbed and lifted both her tits thru her dress, all the time admiring her dress, her tits, her nipples. Im telling her how nice her tits and nipples are. By now, John had returned and was standing at the other wall, watching us. (that's his.