”“You’re right,” Hollis said as he leaned back in his seat. “I can have pretty much anything a rancher from Montana would want. And, that’...s the problem.”I frowned in thought for a moment, and then I nodded. “Most women don’t want to live on a ranch in Montana.”“Exactly, and there’s rich, and then there’s merely wealthy.” He smiled at my obvious confusion. “The ranch is just under seventeen thousand acres, and we have all the mineral rights, too. Between ranching, agriculture, other businesses,. We arrived just as a wedding party was leaving; the bride and groom laughing and joking about how surprised the office would be when they got back and told them all how they'd spent their lunch hour. We stood close to the glass and Jenny insisted that I put my arms around her to 'make her feel safe'. She felt as if she belonged there and she must have felt something like that too as she sighed and relaxed against me.Our next venue was the London Dungeon. We giggled like teenagers at the. It’s all yours.Me-how is your pussy??My dick is waiting for the meetingShe-my pussy is very sweet and it is also ready to fight with your dick. But,my pussy is fighting with my fingers right now.Me-then,can we start the real enjoyment.She-sure baby,tomorrow 5 am in the early morning in your pent house.Me-ok baby.Like this,the conversation continues till more 10 mins and we both were very excited about our first real honeymoon.I didn’t sleep the whole night because of the excitement and I was. . I’m humiliated.”“Irene -- do you have a problem with alcohol?”“I guess I do. This isn’t the first time something like this has happened to me, but it has been a while ... I mean ... I am capable of social drinking. However -- once I reach a certain point, I lose control.” She stood and faced him, looking him in the eye. “I do believe what you’re telling me and I really am sorry. And, I really appreciate the fact you were taking care of me.”“Apology accepted, Irene. As far as I’m concerned,.