He had expected a warm, but chase, kiss, perhaps even a hard one, but no more. Instead his mind shook as their lips pressed together and she opened he...r mouth to him, her tongue probing hard against his own lips until he, too, opened and let his tongue begin a joint exploration.The cabin, the moonlight, the outside world vanished in a limbo containing only the two of them. Richard had no idea how long that kiss lasted. He only knew it was very long and very, very good.He held her and his hands. Why a woman, cowboy?" Why not?" he said."She'll be sharing the bunkhouse with the other stable hands, men probably," Carol said.Joe grinned. "So?"Carol laughed. "If mixing genders in the bunkhouse doesn't bother you, I won't let it bother me. Besides being homeless and a drunk, what are her qualifications?" She likes horses," Joe said."Well, hell, what else could we possibly ask for?" Carol said with more than a touch of sarcasm."Be nice, buttercup. I'll ask her a few questions, and after. Otherwise, he’ll miss my talented toes pressing inside and rubbing his bare smooth soft rapidly engorging location. With his initial help, he could experience nylon sliding about in between the contact of our bodies. My panty-covered rear may slide forward in my chair to allow my legs a better reach under the table, the act to be kept a secret from the other surrounding guests. My mouth will open, my sweet glossy lips slightly parted, just as the connecting circle is going to close — chaining. Traci.I could kill Robbie and drop her body in the canyon.I could kill Robbie and leave her body in the desert to mummify.I could... I could... "Would you two like to be alone?" I asked softly.Robbie was grinning. I knew it without having to see her face. "I thought Traci deserved a reward after her song tonight." I could leave," I offered. Traci stopped what she was doing and lifted her head toward me, though I couldn't see her face."Don't be silly," she said."Traci and I..."Robbie laughed.