Karen dropped what she was doing and went right over. "I'm sorry!"I gave Jean a look; she got it. "It was my fault as much as it was yours -- maybe mo...e. Forget it," Jean told Karen.Karen flashed me a look; I waved it off. "Okay. Friends?" she asked Jean."Sure."Karen nodded and went back to my eggs. I waved at the kids, "Hey, if you don't have anything to do, we still have to empty the truck before things get too hot..." That put THEM in gear and allowed me to eat; Jean went out to. Her thick blond hair was nipple-length and framed her classic, high-boned face with its dark, blazing eyes. She wore an expensive silk blazer over a thin white tank top that barely concealed her over-sized, jutting breasts. Her hard nipples, unrestrained by a bra, pressed visibly against the thin material. She wore a tight leather mini-skirt that was molded to her tiny buttocks and her flat, concave abdomen. Her long, tanned legs were clad in black high-heeled pumps. At 5'11", 35-22-34 and. ‘Yeah, she went Lysistrata on his ass.’ After a beat, I howled with laughter, and she joined in. We laughed for over a minute, hard, side-stitching laughter. Finally I said, ‘Took him that long to come around, huh?’ I felt light, and free as a bird. I stood, leaned over, and kissed her. I took her face in both hands, and said, ‘I would NEVER betray the woman I love.’ She bowed her head and wept. ‘I know,’ she said after a moment. ‘I just regret I didn’t have the faith in you to let you explain. . we came to a clearing. It was idyllic ... even the fire pit was stocked with wood. The spring that bubbled at the base of the rock cliff smelled great and the stream had an inviting pool ... just large enough for bathing. The tall grass surrounding the spring and stream was perfect forage for the horses. A short walk along the stream found that it ended at a waterfall with a beautiful view of a valley below. Guaranteed to suit the purposes of a bandit gang.Too pretty to pass up.I strung a.