I hadn't thought I'd really end up here and was thinking that Jack Daniel's must be whispering in her ear as well. She just lay stationary, accepting ...my caressing, a little tense, waiting. I stayed there for a while to see if she was going to put on the brakes. She didn't. She must have figured out what I was going to do and was going along. I was really going to do this! Was she going to let me? I lifted the hem of her skirt up it up to her waist to reveal loose-fitting pink cotton underwear. She had put her hair up in a large clip but looked even sexier with the down to earth look. She sat down at the kitchen table and crossed her legs showing off her perfectly manicured red toe nails on her slim tanned feet. She said Mom is going to love this. I said it was an easy fix and we could get it done in an hour or two. I suggested she call her Mom and OK it with her and I would happily do it. Believe me I would do anything to have been close to Kristen just then. She called her Mom and. I also cut the throat of the other man with the partially severed wrist.I kneeled to the woman and said, "I'm much obliged, Ma'am. That bastard might have killed me if you had not had your wits about you."Our heads were now about the same relative height, so we meshed perfectly when she embraced me and pressed her head onto my shoulder. She started to cry and try to talk at the same time. "That last Indian was the one who led the torture of my husband, and who was the first one to rape me. He. ”“Didn’t think you would man. You may be a playboy but you certainly don’t seem a—”The door flew open with a crack, and both men almost jumped at the sudden sound. Beatrice walked in in her typical jeans, black army boots and a tank top, but she also had a box in her hands.“Ok White Knight, pants off. I got a box of goodies and we are going to try some shit out!” Beatrice said, and she grinned maniacally with all her teeth on display. She must not have seen Jack yet. Julias raised a hand, but.