I told Ben I was willing to give it a try his way; Jenny and Ian are supposed to come over tonight. But I've made my mind up about it now, and he's go...ing to have to agree to the six of us getting together, or he can just count me out."Janice's frown faded a little as she looked up at Sue."In other words, we're invited over tonight too?"Sue nodded slowly."Yes, I'll tell Ben about it when he gets home. If he doesn't like the idea, it's just too damn bad."Ben leaned back, sucking in a deep breath. I don’t. She smiles.“Do you want me to touch you?” Her whisper brushes my lips, her breath fucking intoxicating. I want to hump that mouth.“Yes,” I sigh into the space between us, sinew tight under my skin. She reaches up and fists my ponytail.“Yes, what?”“Yes, Miss. Please touch me. I need to come for you.”She grins. A lioness.Tilting her head, she parts her lips, and time displaces to a sluggish freeze-frame. Hand palm-up between us, she holds my ponytail as she leans, offering me her mouth.. . Jim, what if I ever wake up? What if people learn of my past?" Her voice dropped to a whisper. "I'm a convicted whore."Jim shook his head and took her face in both his hands."Rose, you are Mrs. Tremayne, the wife of one of the richest men in town. This is the West. There are no 'old families' here. Justice Pilkins' wife was born as an Ohio farmer's daughter; at least that's what I heard. You and Mandy will fit in here."Taking a deep breath, Rose nodded."I'll have to try. Perhaps, Mandy can. Had a prick like a hoe handle, he did, thick as my arm." We ran off," Ann said, "with nothing but the clothes on our back." A shoemaker took us in," the other girl said, smiling. "He was nice." We took turns swiving him." But then his wife caught on," the other girl said as her hand strayed down between my legs."Then it was the miller, wasn' it?" Ann said, holding my paw to her bulging bosom."Oh, we went through a lot of hands, a lot of men before we got down here to Philadelphia." The girl.