” I smiled back at her, and yes, I was making a porn fantasy in my head about Julie. Straight perfectly groomed blonde hair, bright blue eyes, gorge...us smile, that low-cut-shirt, giving me just the tiniest peek at her black push-up bra (no, it wasn’t needed, but it looked damn good). She had amazing legs that I often snuck a peek at as she crossed them teasingly at me while I approached her daily with another critical project that needed to be done both “yesterday” and “perfectly.”I confirmed. She beeped a second time and in a moment the guy showed up at the entrance of the garage, wiping his hands with a white handkerchief. He grinned and apologized. A friend of his had called. They were going to shoot some pool that evening after work.Preempting any "wanna come?" Linda asked how much she owed and paid him. Then she found she had the keys in her purse after all. Deciding not to do anything with the blown-out spare, Linda didn't look back as she raced her Jeep up the. That would not do much to keep them from being shot if the battle came to that, but it would make it very difficult for the rustlers to grab them and ride off, leaving me to die if I could not walk back to Cheyenne.I also had a brainstorm. I figured that I could block the trench with the horses and keep the rustlers from charging me by riding down the length of the trench. Shooting a horse in the trench would do nothing to let another horse pass, so they were not likely to do that on purpose.. Instead she put her drink on the table, and turned so that her breast were in my face. 'I hope you like these,' she said, do you?' I stammered a yes because I was hammered and a little lose lipped. It was then that she explained that she got kicked out of a movie theater that was doing a showing of Pulp Fiction. A nosy usher busted her fingering herself when Vinnie Vega was on screen. Seeing how we had a fetish for each other's charactors, we excused ourselves to one of the bedrooms.I undid my.