"Ms Challis," I said. "Good to see you, too." I wasn't being entirely sincere but she was a potential customer after all."Daphne," she said, "it's Dap...ne. Do you want to eat?" She asked. Without waiting for a reply, she called across to a waitress. "Hey," she called. Can we get a menu here?" The waitress seemed more than a little pained by Daphne's lack of finesse. She produced an impressively large menu and put on the table in front of me. Daphne carried on eating. It wasn't the most. Belle did join our little show that night as she sang a couple of traditional songs and the three that I’d written for her. I had fixed up our act during our slack days this week, and had a nice solid hour of songs that were original to the Toro. I divided the act so that we all took turns singing, so that the women from other saloons had a chance to hear Belle, the Hombres and me, even if they only stayed for twenty minutes. The influx of women had worked itself out so that one crowd came in. Why hadn't she noticed before? They were almostinseparable, unless their duties required it, otherwise they did almosteverything together. There were also little glances and little discreettouches. It was obvious that they were being very discreet but now thatshe knew about their relationship, behaviour that before had appearedinnocuous took on a new light.Ray had to know!Bobbie finally couldn't stand the suspense and she approached Ray oneday while he way on Lookout Hill attending to the. As she pushed the dark fabric over her wide, succulent hips, her teeny tiny pink lace G-string came into view. Adrian nearly lost it, as pink lace is one of his greatest weaknesses. Add that Celina is one of his all-time dream girls, and his cock became too hard to ignore. As her dress finally fell around her ankles, Adrian reached over and soothingly stroked his iron-hard girth.Initially disgusted by his vulgar soothing, her mind quickly turned to adulterous acts. She wanted to feel him but.