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competition she was offering herself up to both of us like a cowgirl sandwich on a silver platter, pretty red panties and all.”
    Mustang grinned at his own description, while Slade pressed his lips together and drew in a deep breath through his nose. “I guess I haven’t been pulling my weight in the buttering up department. Sorry.”
    Mustang looked disgusted, further raising Slade’s level of annoyance as he defended himself. “What? Damn it, Mustang. I said I’m sorry. Next woman, I’ll reel in. Okay?”
    “That’s not the problem. The hunt is the fun part for me, well, second to fucking. But you won the competition tonight and got laid, and you didn’t even have to talk to the girl to do it. So why do you seem so damned depressed? You’re starting to make me worry about you.”
    Slade sighed and considered the question carefully. “Hell. I don’t know, Mustang. I guess I’m bored.”
    “Bored? Well, okay then. That at least I can understand. Next time we’ll get us a couple of girls. Two, or three, even. Maybe we should stop at the next sex shop we see and pick up some toys. One of those vibrating ones. Girls like those. We’re running low on lube anyway.”
    “Okay. Sounds good.” Even in his crappy mood, Slade had to smile at Mustang’s newest ideas for their extracurricular activities.
    Visions of the girl they’d had last week and vivid memories of what they’d done to her, the reason they were almost out of lube, flitted through his head. That had been one woman they, or rather Mustang, didn’t have to persuade. She hadn’t even batted an eye at the size of Mustang’s dick, or his suggestions as to where inside her it would fit nicely. It took half a tube of lube, but Slade was a witness that it had indeed fit nicely.
    Mustang grinned and rose from the bed, slapping Slade on the shoulder. “This too shall pass, my friend. You’re looking happier already. I’m heading for a shower.”
    Slade nodded. A shower, a solid night’s sleep, and then the open road and it would all be good. By the next city he’d have shaken this mood and be back in action.
    “Mustang,” he called loud enough for his friend to hear over the sound of the running water.
    “Yeah?”
    “Keep your eye out in the audience for twins. I’ve always wanted to have me some twins.”
    Slade heard Mustang’s loud laugh through the door of the bathroom and grinned. He felt lighter already.

Chapter Two
    Jenna’s best friend, Astrid, squinted at one of the two dozen or so television screens adorning the neon-covered walls in the sports bar. “Does that horse have horns?”
    “What?” Jenna had a few better questions than that. First and foremost, why the hell had Astrid insisted the two of them come to the male equivalent of Disneyland for girl’s night out? And, just as important, why didn’t Astrid give in and get glasses or contact lenses so she could actually see? Jenna hated to think how the woman was able to drive and read street signs with her obviously horrendous vision.
    With a sigh of resolution, Jenna twisted in her seat to see what Astrid was talking about. “That’s not a horse, silly. It’s a bull.”
    Born and raised a suburbanite, Jenna had never actually met a bull in person, but she’d seen them on that television commercial…the one for cheese featuring the boy and girl talking cows.
    “A bull? That’s crazy. Who would get on top of a bull and try to ride it? Besides, I thought cowboys rode horses.” Astrid shook her head, sending her short black hair swinging around her face. The blue highlights she’d recently added picked up the light of the beer sign behind her. One day Astrid would realize that a woman over thirty shouldn’t have blue hair.
    Jenna paid more attention now that she knew a rodeo was on television. Where there was a rodeo, there must be cowboys, right? At the moment, Jenna needed a good cowboy or two.
    Absently, she chewed on the straw in her vodka and cranberry. “Did I