"Hush, how silly. Can you imagine Mother moving?"On a very hot August day when all the windows and doors to the general store were wide open to both t...he droning flies and the faint breezes, Thomas Anderson stopped his open rig in the shade of Luke Williams' driveway, got his horse some water and then came inside, mopping his hatband with his handkerchief. He bought himself a glass of cold beer, well aware that he was breaking the law, and a German sausage and half of a huge dill pickle and then. Any preference?”“I like Miller… Sam Adams if you’re splurging for the good stuff. Not Budweiser, though – icky!”I laughed again; she’d given me back laughter, it seemed. “You have excellent taste, something else we have in common.”She suddenly gasped in alarm and slid down into the passenger footwell, demonstrating surprising speed and agility. “Oh, fuck! That’s him by the green pickup, that’s his truck! Drive past, Roger, please don’t stop! Please!”I did as asked, passing close to a man who. We love the fresh smell of sweat on a man!” Anne added. So Hank joined them as Tara called to Cookie to bring three coffees and some freshly baked cookies. “Anne tells me you have quite a shooter in your holster.” Tara began and Hank read her meaning and blushed.”Guilty Ma,am, but I don,t get much chance to use it.” “Oh my little sister and I can help you get lots of target practise I assure you.” she chuckled and “accidentally brushed her delicate fingers over his jeans contained erection.. " I wasn't sure exactly what was behind the question, other than the three of them were drunk and possibly horny and I was the only guy in the house so let's see if we can get a rise out of him, so to speak. "Well?" She looked at me expectantly. I had a feeling Tracie was the instigator in this, so after a few seconds of thought I looked directly at her. "No consequences and no limits?" She nodded. "In that case," I said as matter-of-factly as I could, with an added pause for dramatic effect,.