He wore a fine black Stetson, boots, slacks and a cream-colored dress shirt that brought out his dark features perfectly. A small, round, silver buckl...e glistened on his leather belt. My breath caught in my throat as I looked up into his eyes again. He seemed just as taken with me, though I had no idea why. I paled in comparison. The entire room paled in comparison. ‘I don’t think I’ve had a chance to meet your sister yet, California,’ Tripp said as he looked at Lucy with one of those smiles. "Petra, what'syour size?"I hesitated, "Erm, six." Six! What're you waiting for?" Alice yelled, grabbed my handand raised it up high."Stop it, Alice! I don't want to do this!" I protested, pullingback my attention-seeking French nails out of sight.Apparently, the little jostle drew more attention to us. Itwasn't long before Orlando Bloom settled his eyes on us. Heasked politely, "Is your shoe size six?" Yes, she is!" Alice answered for me.He flashed his smile again. "Good! I've decided to pick. It's skeery business." Pa laughed and said, "Yep, it's very scary business. Why I was just about scared out of my mind when I was courtin' Missus Hansen here."Unnoticed by anyone, Mary Jean had come in and listened to part of the conversation. "How come you tell them and you don't tell me your feelin's?" Well, Miss Mary, I guess 'cause you already know my feelin's. But did you know they did too?" He was still amazed at how anyone else knew how he felt about her."Well, maybe I do and maybe I. There was an old bed with mattress in that room along with some old chairs and cardboard cartons of other stuff, As we rummaged in that pile of boxes and old furniture, she accidentally brushed her tits against my arm. I felt a jolt of electricity run up my arm. When that happened she gave me a little smile and she stood stock still looking at me in the eye. I was really desperate for sex so I snaked my arm round her waist and drew her close. She flowed into me and moulded her body to mine. I.