Instead of the blue and red bedside lamps, Jimmy said he wanted to light what was left of the p***s candles. “It’ll put us in the mood.”
Jake laughed. “You get any more in the mood and we’ll have to throw a bucket of cold water over you.”
“Well, it’s not every day that I get to tap this fine ass of yours.”
“It is a fine ass, yes. Glad you noticed.”
“And now I’ve got a second fine ass, sorry, arse, to play with.” Jimmy squeezed Barry’s arse. “I’m a lucky cowboy.”
Barry wondered if Jimmy had had a few too many beers. It was a ranch tradition that on someone’s birthday, the hands bought beer and drank it with dinner. Barry would have preferred a Californian dry white wine, but had toasted Jimmy with his bottle of beer along with the others.
“You gonna undress me, Barry?” Jimmy asked. “
