Diego broke the kiss and dropped to his knees in front of her, hooking his fingers in the waistband of her shorts and slowly bringing them down, along... with her panties, while planting fiery hot kisses along her legs. Ronnie leaned her head back and closed her eyes. She was done fighting her reaction to him. She needed Diego to make her scream.He pulled off her shoes then tossed her shorts and panties to the side. He reached for the buttons of his shirt when he saw her sit forward and push his. "Um-hmm." Marcus nodded, mouth still full of ham and salad. "Whun?" Excuse me?" Tony replied, and Marcus exaggeratedly finished the mouthful."When?" I didn't really unpack fully, so I can probably be ready to go by tomorrow night — I've already got a room booked over there." I'm so desperate to move I can be here by... well, now, frankly." Briana added."Is it really that bad?" Hope asked."No, probably not. I'm just used to having the room to myself and... it's not good, sharing. I don't share. It was Crescendo time. My word. Hers: "Brace."Rule Number One: real tears, not fake. And it was strictly enforced. I'd failed once. And I never failed again.Rule Number Two: obey all rules.Miss re positioned those adorable pink tennis shoes, spread them out to her advantage."Brace!"The tears came easily---I craved them. I needed to eclipse that level of pain where pleasure would imminently follow. Where the tendrils of nerve endings would activate in the farthest cadres of my physiology. The. She had said that she could shoot a rifle. She didn't lie. She was a fine shot with a rifle, and an adequate shot with a pistol. I told her the second revolver was to be her main pistol, so she made up a belt and holster for her slim waist, so the gun rode in her lap.During supper she mentioned that she liked to ride, and asked if she could ride Bob."Sure," I answered. "Bob needs to be ridden enough to keep him sharp anyway. You ride him as much as you want."We slept under the wagon that night..