She leaned back in my arms and looked up at me, exhaling. I enjoyed the feel of her for a bit, took a breath and then reloaded the pistol, using less ...powder.I handed it to her and she made a thin mouth, looking very young and determined, like a twelve-year-old who couldn't get his hoop to roll straight, cocked the thing, held it with both elbows in at her waist, aimed and fired. She hit the tree and yelped in surprise, all smiles. I patted her back and she turned quickly and kissed me, right on. If I can’t stop you from going West, then I guess I’ll have to join you.’ The wedding took place only two days before Charley’s departure, so there was little time for love or romance. He was going ahead of Miriam to stake a claim and build a house, his wife would follow as soon as possible. The ceremony was plain and simple, with only a handful of guests. To save money the bride wore her best silk dress instead of buying something special for the occasion. Somehow it all seemed to be over. "Yes, if you bring her back." David joked.He was an excellent dancer. Excellent. Maybe better than me. He led effortlessly and I got used to the dress sliding over the nylon of my body-stocking under his hand. His hand roamed a bit, but all very tastefully at least on the first dance."I love this dress, Madame. It is very pretty and, in fact, if feels also very nice." I loved the way his French accent slid easily over his English. It made everything he said rather sensual. "And I think you must. I invite her in, and she joins us in the basement, plopping down on the bed between Dustin and me.Not much talking going on, but Jennie starts rubbing on my abs, and turning her head rubbing her nose in my pit hairs, tickling them. I put my right arm around her neck, and dropping my hand down to her chest, start gently pinching on her right nipple. Jennie continues rubbing my belly, but now makes a slight dive under the waist band of my gym shorts, now playing with my pubes. I look over at her.