Sam grinned wryly at her as her hand discretely caressed his swollen member.<br/><br/>“I only hope we have adjoining cells Miss Lawman . . . if you don’t stop that.”  Sam’s body trembled involuntarily.  “ Oh god Irene . . .   Please don’t stop that . . . god you better . . . you’re so good to me.”<br/><br/>He liked her laugh when she poked fun at him about a grassy spot to enjoy with her.<br/><br/>“Well Miss Bounty Hunter’s Assistant . . . it’s a long, big river and there are spots along its shore of lush vegetation.  Oasis is not where it starts and ends you know . . . and I hate to admit it, but small caves kind of give me the heebie geebies . . . but then . . . any port with you darlin’”<br/><br/>Sam snorted a suppressed belly laugh as her question about Mr. Wong’s wares.  It hit him as humorous and for some reason as a bit scandalous.  Once he regained some self-control, he answered her.<br/><br/>“I wouldn’t mind seeing what he has in his store . . . I’m not sure about looking at his wares.”<br/><br/>He gave Irene a little, playful nudge with his elbow as they crossed the street.<br/><br/>“You know Irene . . . I love your humor.  You’ve quite a lovely brain . . . and your tits and ass are quite beautiful too . . . in case I haven’t mentioned it in a while.”<br/><br/>Sam looked about just out of habit to see who was about and who might be taking an interest in their casual stroll through town.<br/>