I couldn't help noticing half a dozen woman around us, all topless, one completely nude! Julie ignored them, kept her face buried in her book. I remov...d my t-shirt, and applied some lotion. I offered to do Julie's shoulders, and she slipped her tunic off, laid on her front, still reading her book. After about 10 minutes, the heat of the sun was getting stronger, my mouth drier. 'Fancy a drink from the bar?' Julie nodded, but didn't lift her eyes from her book. She was still clearly annoyed with. Mrs. Grotten said to give you five minutes. Try to make yourself look like somethin', you worthless shit. We want you to look real pretty now when you get the shit fucked outta you."The foul little man giggled, then stepped back out of the room and shut the door.Cindy proceeded to scrub her face over and over. She practically bathed in the sink, trying to wash off the cum and sweat, as if she could wash off her newly discovered lusts.She rinsed off the last of the soap and was toweling herself. Abigail let him shoot his arrow and didn't even bother to dodge when she saw that the arrow was too poorly aimed to hit her. She raised her Dragoon Colt with both hands and fired a shot which caught the Indian in the chest—admittedly a lucky shot. He very artistically rolled on his back and right over the tail of his horse. Abigail stood in plain sight and laughed!This was too much for the other Indians. They came riding in a bunch toward the shed, firing their arrows as they came. Abigail. " She fell for that." "Yup."Glen takes a long time answering and I notice him looking at my chest. I'd forgotten I still had c-cup tits. I cross my arms over them and cough pointedly. Glen startles and begins to turn put the box down. As he bends I get a great view of his ass. I had always admired Glen. But I don't think he'd very much noticed me. "Just sign here," He says as he hands over a clipboard. He looks down awkwardly as I scrawl a quick signature. "Thanks for that. I'll be seeing you,.