Kate had become quite friendly and talkative to Lisa, the bartender. She kept complimenting Lisas ass because it was nice and she was only wearing a t...hong. Evidently Kate had had enough talking because she walked around the bar and grabbed her bare ass with both hands then slapped it. I could tell Lisa enjoyed it and then she asked for her to slap it harder. She slapped it a lot harder this time but it didnt seem to faze Lisa who seemed to take pride in her pain management. She then reached. I can smell another quick marriage and divorce coming up,” she smiled.“See what I said about you just having to smile at a woman?” Abby looked at him.“I don’t get what you mean? I wasn’t trying to pick her up, though she is good-looking.”“No, but she sure was trying to pick you up.”“Maybe it’s because she recognized me from driving the transit bus and wanted to finally meet me socially.”“I doubt if it was that easy.”“You think she dropped her purse on purpose to get my attention?”“I know so. I. Every so often, when feeling my entire body gradually stiffening, he would tell me to inhale deeply from the bottle I was still holding - called poppers as I would later find out. I sniffed deeply as instructed and every single time, within seconds, my sphincter relaxed loosening up my asshole, my anus sensitivity increased dramatically and I would spread my ass as wide as I could to accommodate as much of his cock as possible. I greedily pushed backwards meeting his thrusts, the impact jolting. The bartender was usually the best source, but almost anybody might spill something juicy. Another good place was at the poker table. Her reason for wanting to look like a man was so that she could visit saloons to pick up gossip and possibly find out where Archy's six murderers might be hiding.She put on her pistol, and left her room for breakfast. This would be her first big test of whether or not she looked enough like a man. Her long hair was not a problem, but she did remember not to brush.