He helped her put the bags into the boot. “Being buying up the local shopping complex?” he questioned as he moved his vehicle into the line of tra...ffic. She didn’t say anything till she had got herself settled. “I’m not a silly cunt”, she smilingly said. He turned and smiled. “I don’t suppose your cunt is silly, however, as I haven’t had the pleasure of observing it I don’t know even if you have hair around it. I will tell you this Sally that I hate women who shave. Maybe they think they can. Keeping his scope trained on the big red horse his brothers call, Wild Fire, he watched as the horses ran easily along the slope, within a hundred yards of where the girl now stood next to her kill. She too, was watching the horses as she loaded her rifle.The young wrangler watched as the red stallion stopped suddenly, looking up the slope toward the girl. Then, the shrill sound of her whistle came to the boy’s ears. He swung his scope around to see the Indian girl with her fingers pressed to. I started gently stroking her flawless cheek with my fingertips. She stretched, yawning and opened her eyes. I could see her momentary confusion and fear as she looked up and saw me. She drew away from me, her hands leaping to cover herself.“Shhh. Let’s not wake everybody,” I said.She relaxed as she realized where she was, and then she chuckled a bit sadly. “I was dreaming I was a kid again,” she said, “sitting on the sofa at my parent’s house, in my pajamas, eating cold cereal and watching. “You’re a whole new person, Stephie,” I said.“Remember the comment about hanging around with you? I think you’ve rubbed off. Nobody at home is going to know what to do with me! I’m all citified and open about sex and stuff now!”“Are you complaining?”“Only if you don’t get this dress off me and have peach juice on your face in two minutes! Then you’ll hear complaining!”It was a close thing, because I didn’t want to mess up the dress, but two minutes later, my tongue was in her tight pussy, and I.