I was sure Deirdre would get back in bed with me, and I intended to softly snuggle with her and suggest we see each other again.When she came out, how...ever, she retrieved her bra and panties and started dressing. She put on her garter belt, sat on the bed, and proceeded to put her stockings back on."Going already?" I asked, somewhat surprised. I always thought slow cool-down was genetic with women.She turned while she was fastening her hose and said, "I need to go. Can you give me a ride?". He knew her so well, probably better than she knew herself sometimes. And he knew he was right about what he said too. She just didn’t want it to be true or him to be right. ‘Oh, shut up and just fix it. Then you can go home, to your home. I’ve had enough of you.’ Julie turned to head for the kitchen she wanted a drink. ‘I’m not going anywhere until we talk this over Julie. Its important and you know it.’ Nick was frustrated but he wasn’t going to let her not deal with this, it meant so much. .I have to get home."Jack found a space and turned off the motor."Put out or get out baby," he smirked."Wow, real juvenile Jack. Put our or get out? Real funny. Now take me home." I'm serious Kelly. We've been going out for a month and you've put off every advance I've made. I'm getting a blow job tonight or you can walk out of here. I don't give a damn. One or the other. What's it going to be?" Tell you what Jack," I said as I opened the door. "Don't call me any more, don't drop by any more.. Until then, my only contactwith Native Americans had been at my local drive-in, andthis guy, with his long ponytail and richly decoratedshirt, could have starred in any screen western.Realising that I was staring, I busied myself with mybeer while he and Bob began to plan the work for the nextday. “I’ll head into town and pick up those trailertires.” Bob said, adding. “Perhaps Mark here would liketo ride out with you to check the out-bye herd.” I caughtthe hint of.