Like any sensible person, I took care of my horse first, but then I gratefully entered the saloon where it was darker and much cooler. I ordered a bee.... It was not cold, but it was wet, and it did have a reasonable alcohol content. I sat in a corner chair so that my back was protected. I had read enough movie scripts to know how important that was!I managed to relax for half an hour or so, but I couldn't take it any more. I had to have a little mental stimulation. Like every saloon you ever saw. The door swings open, quiet. She hears her heartbeat crashing in her ears. She tries so hard to stand straight on her own, but she cannot."Kneel. On all fours. Head lowered, don't move."Alex walks into the very dark, ear splitting quiet room. He turns on a single light, bathing his senses in white. In purity, in cleanliness. He walks over to a large wooden rectangular table, and sees a simple black leash. With a grin, he picks it up.Walking back to her, he stops in the doorway. Admiring her. Before she drifted off into a shallow and chilly sleep, she shook her leg and heard the chain clink and rattle. This was fun! Paula and she must go on playing this game!Paula woke up an hour after sunrise. The darling cat was still sleeping and she slipped carefully out of bed in order not to wake her.Looking out of the window she saw that Roberta was awake and being appraised by a couple of men, both of them on their way to work in the fields. Roberta looked oddly happy. Could it be that she. "Like what you see?" she teasingly said as she closed her legs around her hand. "Of course I do, you're incredible" I gush, she started to blush rolling her eyes again "oh stop it" she replied. She then leant towards the camera and smiled "you're way too over dressed for this, take off your shirt" she ordered.I quickly fumble of my t-shirt and threw it off screen, her eyes widened, "is that it?" she coyly asked, I smiled replying "your turn". She laughed leaning back "only fair I suppose", she.