As he ran the bath water, she looked at him. He was so handsome and strong. His hands were the hands of a working man, browned by the sun, strengthene...d by his work. His eyes were so dark, so intense, you could tell his mood by them. His voice made her weak with desire. Especially when he talked to her as they loved. She was turned on again. She wanted him. She told him to join her in the bath. She wanted to make love. She wanted to make love to him. She told him to just lay in the tub and let. The adrenaline rush was high and the thug who had caught me quickly moved to counterattack the chubby thug’s laughable attack.I intervened and walked in between them to stop their pathetic dog fight.Me: Guys, guys! Now wait…Let me take care of this situation in my way.I grabbed the lean thug and curled my arm around his neck tightly. He struggled to get away, but he didn’t have the strength to unlock my hold on him.Me: Calm down! I’ll teach you how to behave with me. (Looking at the other guy). Tess looked at me kind of funny, but finally just accepted my inane remark as an attempted compliment. She probably wondered why Carla Frances' image had come into my head, at that moment, in the first place. Hell, I didn't know. I wondered about it myself.So I ignored, and more-or-less disguised, the existence of my raging boner, and gave Tess' still-naked body a scrumptious rub-down that had her moaning with pleasure. Then we drank one-inch of red wine each, served chilled. (Maybe you're not. Dorpers are a hardy sheep breed developed in South Africa and Scott's dad thought that they would be the future for mutton production in the US. They had done OK but they hadn't really taken off like the Boer goats had. Boers were to the goat industry what Dorpers were to the sheep industry and, like the Dorper, the Boer was developed in South Africa and therefore they handled the arid heat of West Texas very easily.Scott and his three lady wranglers took off at first light to find and bring.