<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>The Afternnon of Day Three...</strong></span><br/><br/>Sam squeezed her hand gently and covered it with his other as he brought them all to his mouth.  He lightly kissed her fingertips and sighed.<br/><br/>He walked hand in hand with here as they entered the stables and looked for Diablo’s stall.  The big horse was lounging in the warm afternoon sunlight.  He looked so content that Sam was kind of glad that their plans had changed.  The horse was entitled to as much rest, probably more, as his rider.  Sam stroked the horse’s forehead as Irene told Tomas about the change of plans.<br/><br/>‘Yep . . . bullets do horrible things to the fragile human body.  I can surely attest to that.  It’s not something I’m anxious to relearn or get refreshed on.”<br/><br/>Sam had forgotten the little veranda off of Irene’s room.  He’d been out on it but had forgotten the stairs.  Especially since he was so enamored of her details he forgave himself abut losing any recollection of the stairs until he saw them again. He chuckled to himself as they trudged up the steep staircase.  There were plenty of reasons why he might have overlooked that detail as he took note of the sway of her hips and the movement of her breasts under her blouse.  His grin broadened as he acknowledged how horny she made him.<br/><br/>He was relieved when they reached the top step and he saw the door into her room.  He was a bit confused when she couldn’t open it and handed him her shoes and as she swung a leg over the wall.<br/><br/>“Darlin’?  What the hell are you doing?”<br/><br/>Before he could stop her or utter another protest Irene was hanging from the window ledge.<br/><br/>“Oh fuck!”He uttered in exasperation and fear.<br/><br/>Sam literally held his breath as she climbed up into her room through the window.  He heard her grunt as she seemed to fall into her room more than climb into it.<br/><br/>“Damn it to hell Irene O’Rourke . . . you better be fucking all right in there.”<br/><br/>He sighed with relief when she very soon after opened the door.<strong>He pushed his hat back some on his head and shook his head as he walked past her into the room, and handed the shoes to her.</strong>---->