. i mean, it was That short I could have been arrested."No panties either" she calls turning off the shower.The slut.I was not going to wear anyand ha...d expected she would not either, anyway.But I did have a pair in my small handbag.A very small one.So small it was under the shoulder againt my booby tits and I could get drunk and not robbed type of bag.really good one. zip up. Had everything a girl would need but not use.ha ha.SoMaking sure I looked like a slaag tramp hooker chav for the night,. It was no wonder that men flocked to her and that she could afford to pick and choose. Men had become second nature to her, and while she enjoyed the attention she provoked, she had learned how to play the game long ago, how to use what she had to get what she wanted.But lately that hadn’t been enough. She’d grown bored with the people she knew, bored with relationships, with sex. It had all become so predictable, so unsatisfying. She did not want the marriage proposals she was offered. She did. But he knew how hard she slept, especially after sex. About a month ago, the smoke alarm malfunctioned, squealing at 2am. Cathy hadn't woken until Freddie went in to roust her.Stan looked at his dick; other than occasionally poking Alice while she was passed out, it really didn't get much attention other than his own stroking. He looked back at the video of Cathy sleeping, her dark hair pulled back in a pony tail, her mouth open and inviting. Stan swallowed hard again, the stood up, unlocking. As usual, I spent some time in the local saloon looking for information. This being Saturday, there was a lively crowd about, and a grand time was had by all. Unfortunately, all I got for my time was some pleasant conversation; the poker table was full and there was no sign of a chair opening up. I left about midnight for my bed.The next morning I left in the general direction of Deming. It was a pleasant little place and I was under no pressure to get anywhere. This time of year, the high.