I started out sleeping in a recliner next to his bed. When he'd begin to stir I'd reach over and rub his back or his hand and he would calm himself ba...ck to sleep. One night he had rolled too far over in bed and unable to touch and comfort him I watched as the night terror took hold of him.That was the night I moved into the Boss's bed. He would cuddle me like a body pillow, cup a hand over my tiny breast and fall contentedly to sleep. The only time I ever felt his erection was when he was. He had no idea that there was a hostile force behind him and was making no effort to check on his rear. The two Rangers wanted to mask their fire as much as possible, so they arranged to space out their shots. Ezra would shoot at the first bandit, and Sean would shoot only if Ezra failed to put his man out out action with his first shot.Ezra fired and only wounded his target, but the man reflexively raised himself enough to be hit by a shot from across the river, so Sean never had to fire. One. On a nearby table was a small black satin pillow, upon which rested a gold engraved ring with a beautiful deep red garnet stone; a feminine version of the ring I had noticed Richard wearing earlier in the day. Slipping it on my finger, I found it fit perfectly! Damn, I thought, these people think of everything.As I finished dressing, Marianne returned to escort me to a large lounge area where we found the other members gathered, sipping drinks and conversing quietly. Ordering us both drinks. "I can get fat on anything," she sighed."Sam, I need'a potty," Richie slyly announced."Sam, huh?" my mom said while giving me an accusing look."He wanted to know what the labels on the presents said, and when he noticed that es ay em wasn't the same as em oh em, I told him why," I explained."Noo... Em oh em EM WHY," Richie corrected."Oh yeah, smarty pants? Ho-Ho has reindeer," I teased."Bunnies, Tee I em em why" he teased back."Shit," I gasped."Timothy..." my mom growled."Sorry... But I.