“Arthur’s come out to give us numbers. Who gets first choice, Arthur? I already decided I’m gonna fuck the Indian girl. She owns this spread and... I figure that’ll make it mine.”“Grant,” Arthur’s voice croaked. I took over.“Grant Slocum! You get you and your boys off my property and stay away from my women.”“Don’t you talk big now, Arthur? You don’t understand the way things are. You’re an old man. Hell, I tell you what. When you die, I’ll take your little wife along with the others. And I figure. At altitude, a cocktail or two produced a moderate buzz—and vodka and tonics seemed to be the drink of the evening. Wisely, the bartenders were keeping the pours very light. The grilled meats and vegetables were much appreciated after the long hike. The music was said to be ‘western’—they told us ‘western’ was different from ‘country’—but to this day I can’t make the distinction. I hadn’t noticed Sylvia’s arrival. Several of us students were preoccupied, arguing the merits of this versus that. She continued her work, eliciting more moans and groans of pleasure from him. The sound of the waves crashing on the shore drowned out the wet sounds of her mouth on his cock.When he found that he could take no more he pushed her off of him, pulling her up into a passionate embrace, their lips meeting, the salty taste of his precum on her tongue as it darted into his mouth. He pulled her body against his and his cock pressed up between them, protesting at being pinned in such tight quarters.. " I've only got another week and then I leave." Unlike me, Annie went to a grammar school."Have you got a job yet?" Yes." Really!, where?" In an office." Great." Yes, it's in a nice little bakery that employs some nice people." You mean?" Yes," she giggled. "The exact same place as you." You'll meet some smarmy guy with more money than me." Probably," she agreed. "But they won't be as nice as you, or anywhere near as sexy as you." Sexy, me?" Yes, you fool, you're the sexiest man I've ever.